Baoht Zuqqa Roh chuckled. it sounded more like a roiling, rumbling growl, and in making the sound he also dispersed the wind that wrapped him. His scent and the sound of his amused breath now rolled over the water. He raised his voice, "Your struggles are entertaining, child of man!" He'd never seen a soft-fleshed man try to wrestle his drakes bare-handed before. Baoht Zuqqa Roh raised a guttural howl, and two of the drakes fell back in response. A third, however, merely paused, and then continued, forcing the man to deal with two drakes. Baoht Zuqq Roh was curious to see what his quarry would do.
*
K'aijeen lay in shock, staring at the sky for a few seconds, before she lifted her hand to look at the shattered remnants of the stick she had been conjuring with. She exhaled a frustrated gargling sound, but decided quickly that they must be another stick nearby. It was just a stick, after all. She cast aside the stick and fixed both hands on the dark metal shaft sticking out of her belly. She strained her meager arms against it and gradually withdrew it, first from the dirt, then from her body. It disturbed her that it bore no fluid from her innards, making her worry that her body's internal functions were shutting down.
But she didn't concentrate on that. She rose to her feet and looked towards Thal, choking at the sight. At first it looked like he was being torn apart by the monsters, and when she noticed he was still alive, all she could think was that he mere moments for being destroyed. Shaking herself, she shouted in a violent croak, "Dad!" and through the sharp, two-meter long metal shaft into the fray.
*
K'aijeen lay in shock, staring at the sky for a few seconds, before she lifted her hand to look at the shattered remnants of the stick she had been conjuring with. She exhaled a frustrated gargling sound, but decided quickly that they must be another stick nearby. It was just a stick, after all. She cast aside the stick and fixed both hands on the dark metal shaft sticking out of her belly. She strained her meager arms against it and gradually withdrew it, first from the dirt, then from her body. It disturbed her that it bore no fluid from her innards, making her worry that her body's internal functions were shutting down.
But she didn't concentrate on that. She rose to her feet and looked towards Thal, choking at the sight. At first it looked like he was being torn apart by the monsters, and when she noticed he was still alive, all she could think was that he mere moments for being destroyed. Shaking herself, she shouted in a violent croak, "Dad!" and through the sharp, two-meter long metal shaft into the fray.