01-12-2017, 01:00 PM
-Raeg'n-
A wicked grin plastered across her face, fearless. Delusional. He always seemed to say things like that to her, his only ammo to her truth. She was born for this. His powerful laughter rattled in her chest, pounded against her ribs as though it came from within her and threatened to rip her apart to escape.
His great wings stretched, arms of a demon, and came for her. He let her see it come, as she stood protectively before the boy. His spikes reached toward her neck. She stepped forward to take the hit against the bone of her shoulder, moving far enough from the boy to be sure he wasn't caught in the crossfire, and was slammed to the ground at his little feet. Part of her was pleased, she needed to build her stamina and Deimos was her strongest opponent. He would increase her endurance, make her stronger.
The puncture instantly tried to heal over his metal talons as he spoke. Life or delusions. She grit her teeth and pushed back with all her force, lifting enough to sit up and burn him in her glare. Corrupter! she growled, spitting at his feet. Damn fool would turn the boy over, take advantage of his vulnerability. Keep him until he was no longer useful. Not today, beast!
The colt asked if she could come with them and she laughed bitterly. You won't like what he has planned for you. And I'll not allow it, she added firmly, directed at Deimos. She pushed against his might again, but was pinned soundly. Her head whipped around and snapped at his grip on her, trying to clamp down on his bony appendage and force him to release her. It was her turn to taste him, this time.
Don't follow him, she warned low. Didn't he see the man's cruelty enough already? The colt needed her whether he realized it or not, and she was his. She would not be discharged until he was safe. Her eyes burned with a challenge. This bastard needed to be sent back to hell once and for all. Let's end this. She moved to stand.
His great wings stretched, arms of a demon, and came for her. He let her see it come, as she stood protectively before the boy. His spikes reached toward her neck. She stepped forward to take the hit against the bone of her shoulder, moving far enough from the boy to be sure he wasn't caught in the crossfire, and was slammed to the ground at his little feet. Part of her was pleased, she needed to build her stamina and Deimos was her strongest opponent. He would increase her endurance, make her stronger.
The puncture instantly tried to heal over his metal talons as he spoke. Life or delusions. She grit her teeth and pushed back with all her force, lifting enough to sit up and burn him in her glare. Corrupter! she growled, spitting at his feet. Damn fool would turn the boy over, take advantage of his vulnerability. Keep him until he was no longer useful. Not today, beast!
The colt asked if she could come with them and she laughed bitterly. You won't like what he has planned for you. And I'll not allow it, she added firmly, directed at Deimos. She pushed against his might again, but was pinned soundly. Her head whipped around and snapped at his grip on her, trying to clamp down on his bony appendage and force him to release her. It was her turn to taste him, this time.
Don't follow him, she warned low. Didn't he see the man's cruelty enough already? The colt needed her whether he realized it or not, and she was his. She would not be discharged until he was safe. Her eyes burned with a challenge. This bastard needed to be sent back to hell once and for all. Let's end this. She moved to stand.