yet my blood renders me a King
Sah's eyes snapped up to the tree adjacent to his. It seemed his strike had jarred his tree enough that the branches had knocked into its neighbor. The very neighbor that it seemed Amanda had been in. Part of him was embarrassed that he hadn't noticed her in the nearby tree. But in his defense, he'd been preoccupied with his training.
Still, when the Outlander's eyes locked onto her dangling form he let out a string of curses, "Fuck. Hang on!" Sah ran over and stood beneath her hanging form, one foot stepping back as he braced himself. "Let go of the tree. I'll catch you." Between his strength and his own telekinesis, Sah was fully capable of doing so.
As he spoke, Sah prepared his own telekinesis. As he weaved his magic, he got ready to use it to slow down Amanda's fall and make his catch less jarring for her. Even if he could catch her with minimal trouble, he wasn't sure how much the impact would hurt her, and he wanted to minimize that.
Still, when the Outlander's eyes locked onto her dangling form he let out a string of curses, "Fuck. Hang on!" Sah ran over and stood beneath her hanging form, one foot stepping back as he braced himself. "Let go of the tree. I'll catch you." Between his strength and his own telekinesis, Sah was fully capable of doing so.
As he spoke, Sah prepared his own telekinesis. As he weaved his magic, he got ready to use it to slow down Amanda's fall and make his catch less jarring for her. Even if he could catch her with minimal trouble, he wasn't sure how much the impact would hurt her, and he wanted to minimize that.
Sah
