by Heikabuchi » Wed Nov 28, '07, 5:25 am
A feral cry escaped the enraged motavians beak. Trey had given him the oportunity that he had needed. Gotta remember to thank him for this one...
The motavians eyes flashed red for a brief moment as his anger overtook him once again. As usual, His anger slowed his movements and reduced his ability to think rationaly, but it also granted him strength by focusing on his hate for the evil before him. His fist met with the thorax of another monsterfly, spewing green goo onto the motavians sandy fur.
Ryn struck at another monsterfly, but missed. That's when it occured to him..
Brose was cast, expanding the body mass of all foes in an eighty meter radius. With a larger target to hit, Ryn knew his chances of landing hits would be greater. Just as he flipped a titanium push dagger, or "assasains blade" as it was infamously named in Tonoe, from his wristband, he noticed the arrival of another figure. It was clearly parman, but was it freindly? No matter. Focus damnit! The motavians fist smashed into a monsterfly, the push dagger clipping the insects wing. It was a matter of seconds before the dissoriented bug was sent spiraling to the ground.
Ryn chambered his massive arm, took quick aim, and launched the dagger into the monsterflys abdomen, halting its life.
Not bothering to remove his dagger from the bugs eye, Ryn proceeded to Shina while unholstering his deafeat-axe.
"Shina!" Was all he could get out. Having lost most ratoinal thought, Ryn couldn't speak Palmanian nearly as fluently as he would if he hadn't been so angry. Come to think of it, why was he so wraught with rage? He had dealt with highwaymen on various occasions and felled them without losing his temper. Why was this any diffrent? He would have thought further on the matter, but it would have hurt his brain to do so. All he could focus on was defeating the enemies around him.
PAIN!! Stabbing pain!
Ryn spun on his heel and swung wildly. Be it luck or skill, the massive head of his axe met with core of an infant worm.
Wait... infant worm?
There was somthing important... somthing bad about infant worms. What was it?
That's when it hit him. A look of absolute horror struck his face when he remembered it.
Sure enough, the ground beneath him began to shake violantly.
A look of panic overtook his savage features. Even in this primal state of mind, he was able to bellow the warning. "SANDWORMS!!!"