Post by ParamountKeymaster on Dec 18, 2018 22:20:55 GMT -5
"YIP-!" Mic choked his voice back as Liderc dragged him away, making an effort for once not to draw attention to himself. The beast hadn't noticed them escaping, and it was probably good that it hadn't, because Mic was out of ideas on how to approach this combat scenario. It was pretty clear that Liderc was too, for that matter.
As Liderc set him down and shifted back to normal, Mic sat there shaking and shuddering as he stared at the commander. Scratched armor, an alarming number of wounds... Sure, he could bounce back from it, but it was no less disheartening to see him take that kind of pummeling.
But that wasn't what had sunned Mic silent. Liderc was alive, and so long as that beast didn't catch up to them, he was out of harm's way. He had escaped thanks to the slightest lapse in the monster's focus. The Obedience Rod, the tug on the tail... whatever Mic did to distract it had worked. SOMETHING MIC DID ACTUALLY WORKED.
He barely even noticed Liderc drag him to a safe place away from the beast's line of sight. He only caught a glimpse of the creature departing in his peripheral. Despite that near brush with dead... or perhaps because of it... Mic feel more alive than he'd ever felt before. More accomplished. More... useful.
His attention snapped back to Liderc as he ordered the little Plasmis to retrieve the Goetia de Tannin for him. No objections even crossed his mind. Mic simply responded with a slow nod and perhaps the most hushed series of words he'd ever spoken. "Yes... Yes, sir."
As Liderc set him down and shifted back to normal, Mic sat there shaking and shuddering as he stared at the commander. Scratched armor, an alarming number of wounds... Sure, he could bounce back from it, but it was no less disheartening to see him take that kind of pummeling.
But that wasn't what had sunned Mic silent. Liderc was alive, and so long as that beast didn't catch up to them, he was out of harm's way. He had escaped thanks to the slightest lapse in the monster's focus. The Obedience Rod, the tug on the tail... whatever Mic did to distract it had worked. SOMETHING MIC DID ACTUALLY WORKED.
He barely even noticed Liderc drag him to a safe place away from the beast's line of sight. He only caught a glimpse of the creature departing in his peripheral. Despite that near brush with dead... or perhaps because of it... Mic feel more alive than he'd ever felt before. More accomplished. More... useful.
His attention snapped back to Liderc as he ordered the little Plasmis to retrieve the Goetia de Tannin for him. No objections even crossed his mind. Mic simply responded with a slow nod and perhaps the most hushed series of words he'd ever spoken. "Yes... Yes, sir."
