Maeve
Now, Maeve might not have done too much travelling, but she knew what a Landshark was. She'd seen one up close and personal not too long ago. What the Hels were currently swooping after was definitely a miniature one of those. She hesitated only for a second as the man accompanying the companion shouted, attempting to wave off their assailants rather unsuccessfully and she almost laughed. Almost. Maeve picked up the pace, jogging through the water as her hand already begins to reach for the whip on her hip, uncoiling it in a smoot motion and igniting the end with a crack.
A sharp whistle followed and Aidon surged ahead with a burst of speed, attempting to catch one of the Hels in his jaws, knowing from experience the feathered bastards made wonderful snacks. The Nightshade is right on his heels, using the entire length of her whip to her advantage and tagging on that aimed to swoop down towards Amun, intent on pecking the Ascended's eyes out. "Fucking menaces, the lot of you!" She growled as the Hel burst into flame, shrieking in pain, but quickly falling silent.
A sharp whistle followed and Aidon surged ahead with a burst of speed, attempting to catch one of the Hels in his jaws, knowing from experience the feathered bastards made wonderful snacks. The Nightshade is right on his heels, using the entire length of her whip to her advantage and tagging on that aimed to swoop down towards Amun, intent on pecking the Ascended's eyes out. "Fucking menaces, the lot of you!" She growled as the Hel burst into flame, shrieking in pain, but quickly falling silent.
If you're a lover, you should know
The lonely moments just get lonelier
The lonely moments just get lonelier
