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Laura fell silent as Aislin told her story. It caught the Siren off guard, perhaps not the details of the dream or the recent events, but the shear mass of emotion the girl seemed to be struggling under. She really cared for the angel, far more so than Laura had been expecting. Perhaps some confusion at the way Rowan had been acting, some worry about the well-being of a friend, maybe even a little fear at the way he'd been on edge and lashing out at others, but not this. Not crying at the idea of losing him, nor being on the edge of an emotional breakdown over the mess their relationship was currently in. It reminded Laura of unpleasant memories of her own, back to the reason she'd been chasing and attacking the angel for so many years.
She placed a hand on Aislin's shoulder, gripping it in a comforting soft-yet-firm way. Her face was full of concern and a touch of empathetic sadness as she said, "It's alright, you can let it all out. I'm here to listen after all."
'Be Ready.' Probably the best thing Rowan had been told all day. He'd been in a fowl mood since being marched into that tower, and nothing since entering it had alleviated it so far. Now he was in some unknown world working on a shopping list for he knew not why, finding himself once again facing an enemy that hid itself using illusions. Another enemy he would be useless against. The whole thing just made the angel think about the fight with Seth, and all the things that had happened because of it. Not that he hadn't been thinking about those things anyway, but somehow the parallels seemed even more mocking than usual. Then the moment came. Ama suddenly whipped around and seemed to slash at nothing. For a split moment Rowan wondered what in the world she was doing, but a second later the heavy 'silence' fell on him and he beheld for the first time just what Ama had been so worried about. "What the- What across all the void is that?" Rowan could not help but exclaim in surprise at the sudden mass of... neck? Several heads on ridiculously elongated necks were bearing down on Ama. Rowan had taken several paces back from the others to ready himself, now notching an arrow and letting it fly. The first shot hit the head Ama had already slashed. The 'head,' could you call it a head? It was like someone had stuck a face at the end of a fleshy snake. In any case, the thing had not been completely severed by Ama's blow and Rowan didn't feel finding out if it had a major healing factor or not. The second arrow fired missed and flew off into the cave as the head he'd been aiming for, newly aware of Rowan's presence from the first arrow, coiled itself rapidly to avoid the projectile. As the angel reached f or a third arrow the head uncoiled itself, shooting forward too quickly for Rowan to prepare his attack. He was forced sideways, diving out of the way of the monster's horribly sharp teeth. Heads on extremely long, floating necks are much more agile than someone who had to rely on their arms and legs to carry them. Rowan found himself scrambling around, trying to fend off the thing with hand-held arrows as he worked to keep ahead of its bites. No matter where he moved he just could not seem to get out of the range of the monster's seemingly endless neck. Reload on Fire! Time compressed and Rowan was finally able to put a little distance between himself and the head, firing off three arrows into its head and neck before his movements returned to normal time again. While the attack had clearly injured the creature, it had also clearly not been enough to stop it. In a split second the head had closed the distance once again and Rowan was forced back to dodging. They were simply too far into the creature's lair for his ranged attacks to be useful.
'Be Ready.' Probably the best thing Rowan had been told all day. He'd been in a fowl mood since being marched into that tower, and nothing since entering it had alleviated it so far. Now he was in some unknown world working on a shopping list for he knew not why, finding himself once again facing an enemy that hid itself using illusions. Another enemy he would be useless against. The whole thing just made the angel think about the fight with Seth, and all the things that had happened because of it. Not that he hadn't been thinking about those things anyway, but somehow the parallels seemed even more mocking than usual. Then the moment came. Ama suddenly whipped around and seemed to slash at nothing. For a split moment Rowan wondered what in the world she was doing, but a second later the heavy 'silence' fell on him and he beheld for the first time just what Ama had been so worried about. "What the- What across all the void is that?" Rowan could not help but exclaim in surprise at the sudden mass of... neck? Several heads on ridiculously elongated necks were bearing down on Ama. Rowan had taken several paces back from the others to ready himself, now notching an arrow and letting it fly. The first shot hit the head Ama had already slashed. The 'head,' could you call it a head? It was like someone had stuck a face at the end of a fleshy snake. In any case, the thing had not been completely severed by Ama's blow and Rowan didn't feel finding out if it had a major healing factor or not. The second arrow fired missed and flew off into the cave as the head he'd been aiming for, newly aware of Rowan's presence from the first arrow, coiled itself rapidly to avoid the projectile. As the angel reached f or a third arrow the head uncoiled itself, shooting forward too quickly for Rowan to prepare his attack. He was forced sideways, diving out of the way of the monster's horribly sharp teeth. Heads on extremely long, floating necks are much more agile than someone who had to rely on their arms and legs to carry them. Rowan found himself scrambling around, trying to fend off the thing with hand-held arrows as he worked to keep ahead of its bites. No matter where he moved he just could not seem to get out of the range of the monster's seemingly endless neck. Reload on Fire! Time compressed and Rowan was finally able to put a little distance between himself and the head, firing off three arrows into its head and neck before his movements returned to normal time again. While the attack had clearly injured the creature, it had also clearly not been enough to stop it. In a split second the head had closed the distance once again and Rowan was forced back to dodging. They were simply too far into the creature's lair for his ranged attacks to be useful.
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