Tesgrah drew her gaze to the fleeing three, then back at the moblin horde and the newly landed dragon. From observation, the frost dragon appeared to be reasoning with the enslaved and possessed one, though she could not stand and watch long, as another onslaught of moblins were headed her way. They still knew she was there.
She started to walk backwards, picking up speed she swung her wire around her, shredding the flesh of any who came near. She glanced one last time at the spot where the two dragons were and noticed a weathered goron erupt from the ground and barrel over groups of the moblins.
~They've got it...~ she said in her mind, turning tail and running in the same direction the other three had gone off to.
As she ran, twigs, leaves, and clumps of dirt collected in her sandals, and she winced as some stabbed at her feet. Tesgrah jumped, still running, and then jumped again. The third time, she slammed her foot into the ground and tendrils of electricity erupted from the spot as she flew into the air, grabbing an approaching branch thick enough to sustain her. Using the momentum built up, she swung onto the branch and backed into the canopy of tree leaves.
She observed the land below her and realized the moblins had either lost her or stopped following. She unstrapped her sandal and shook the foreign material out, slumping against the tree's body with an exasperated sigh. Then she heard the voices of Giro and Lily, two of the people she had seen earlier. Tesgrah looked at them, then leaned her head on the tree and closed her eyes, accidentally dropping her shoe.
"Oh, dammit..." she said, sitting up abruptly.
Last edited by Ninaura; 05-05-2008 at 01:29 PM.
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