09-05-2020, 08:58 PM
Lilliana was right, he says, and her ears flick the words away, words that die in his mouth before he can get to the part that was supposed to insult her. She can understand his confusion, he didn't know she could do this. To be fair, she didn't know, either. Not until recently when her unpracticed magic had glitched and stolen Lilli's echoes. Surprise.
The duplicate grunts beneath her blow, and it bleeds, but it heals itself, and seeing the flesh knit together again catches the dappled mare's breath in her throat. She had almost expected it to fail, but she remembers her lesson with Lilliana.
You better kill me this time.
"You'll be able to now." The smoke makes her growled whisper to Lepis even rougher, "As long as this exists," She gestures at the duplicate that is climbing to its feet to stand slightly behind her, "as long as I can hold it, he can't heal himself."
There's no time for anything further. Everybody appears on the scene at once, Ghaul, wreathed in smoke, a dragon falling from the sky, the proud grey pegasus. Hooves clatter and proclaim the arrival of another, while Wolfbane throws himself at the scaled Pangean king. Neverwhere draws back a pace, and her scarred flank presses against the duplicate - the skin of the false Bane makes her skin crawl as much as that of the cursed stallion himself.
Back, she urges it. Away from the fighting and the fire where she can focus on maintaining its shape while the battle rages on. Back, to where she can study that serious, silver, stallion, and compare him to the memory of Lilli's vision. What had been his name? It was so close to Pteron that she could remember nothing else and shakes her head, frustrated.
More trouble than a simple assassination is birthing itself here today.
The duplicate grunts beneath her blow, and it bleeds, but it heals itself, and seeing the flesh knit together again catches the dappled mare's breath in her throat. She had almost expected it to fail, but she remembers her lesson with Lilliana.
You better kill me this time.
"You'll be able to now." The smoke makes her growled whisper to Lepis even rougher, "As long as this exists," She gestures at the duplicate that is climbing to its feet to stand slightly behind her, "as long as I can hold it, he can't heal himself."
There's no time for anything further. Everybody appears on the scene at once, Ghaul, wreathed in smoke, a dragon falling from the sky, the proud grey pegasus. Hooves clatter and proclaim the arrival of another, while Wolfbane throws himself at the scaled Pangean king. Neverwhere draws back a pace, and her scarred flank presses against the duplicate - the skin of the false Bane makes her skin crawl as much as that of the cursed stallion himself.
Back, she urges it. Away from the fighting and the fire where she can focus on maintaining its shape while the battle rages on. Back, to where she can study that serious, silver, stallion, and compare him to the memory of Lilli's vision. What had been his name? It was so close to Pteron that she could remember nothing else and shakes her head, frustrated.
More trouble than a simple assassination is birthing itself here today.
Please feel free to skip Nev going forward if you want, she plans to do exactly zero fighting if it can be avoided and is mainly focusing on preventing Bane from healing
