A low groan could be heard emanating from Alissah as the human female reared her head ever so slightly.
It was a strange sensation that ran through the woman's body, a feeling of completely weightlessness as she if she drifted across invisible currents. Her vision was a slightly blurred, and her surroundings carried a neutral darkness interrupted only by small bouts of light.
"Am I dead?"
The woman wondered to herself, the last image in her mind being that of the accursed Death Knight and his Runeblabe coming straight up towards her face! Moving her arms, she soon felt a painful sting in her chest region as the pain began to return to her body. She soon recognized the cold sensation coming from their dank surroundings as they were in some dungeon of some sort.
“Oh, was that demeaning?”
“….a bit”
“Sorry”
"So I guess I'm not dead then."
The chatter from the two light acolytes at least confirmed that she was still alive. Unless her kind of hell was one filled with annoying teenagers whose ninety nine problems she couldn't care any less about.
An eerie shriek echoed through the corridor they were running through however. The ringing noise from the earlier explosion still hadn't left her ear, but the inhuman, haunting wail was unmistakable. With some effort, Alissah raised her head and looked over her chest to look back into the corridor behind them. From the devouring darkness, she could she the faint shapes of two wraiths closing in, their decrepit faces twisted in sadistic glee as they closed in on their prey.
"Look away." Alissah suddenly said as the female reached for a bandolier hanging by her hips, pulling out a paper cylinder from it. Grabbing it with her hands on each end, she pulled in it, creating a spark and a fire in the middle! A particularly strong, poignant smell filled the air from the incense contained within. Before the fire could spread any further, she tossed the cylinder back into the corridor behind them.
Two seconds passed without anything happening, before all of a sudden, the corridor behind them lit up in an impressive firework show; casting a blinding light in every direction and filling the corridor with holy incense. Tormented and furious shrieks emanated from the wraiths as they immediately backed away from the holy spectacle in front of them, retreating back into the darkness!
Closing her eyes to avoid being blinded by her own device, Alissah would turn to look up at Kathlin as she floated through the air behind them.
"Forgive my failure, you shouldn't have saved me... " she said with a worn voice, though her tone also carried a sense of urgency.
"But as much as you have my gratitude, can you run faster? We will not escape the wraiths at this pace!"
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"I hope Captain Serphia and Rae'liel had a better landing."
The shrunk High Elf thought to himself as he straightened himself up after his landing, stretching his neck and back as he looked around the yard in which he had landed. It was the yard he had seen from his flight with Serphia up in the sky, and he was indeed still quite shrunk, judging by the relative gigantism of his surroundings.
He did not see any sign of Rae'liel and Serphia however. The two women had not landed anywhere near to his position, at least as far as he could see, and there were no visible destruction to indicate that they had crashed into one of the surrounding roofs on the buildings in the district.
"I did teleport to the right spot, didn't I?"
Sharon thought to himself, narrowing his eyes as he gazed across his surroundings. But as the High Elf would turn to reach a hand down towards the book hanging by his belt, he would suddenly pause as he noticed an enlarging shadow that was centered around him. And perhaps more noticeably now as he had noticed it, a dual set of screams coming from up above.
Raising an eyebrow, Sharon would turn to look up. And what he saw was big. Purple. And heading straight for him!
"Dear light... !" Sharon uttered, the High Elf barely managing to begin to move as he watched Serphia, or more particularly, her two, big purple buttocks as they descended down upon him! All he managed to do was to take a single step, before the Night Elven Captain, alongside with Rae'liel, fell on him, and he was immediately forced up the rear of the former!
A quiet moment passed as the High Elf merely observed his new surroundings in disbelief. It was an environment that he was not totally unfamiliar with, in part thanks to Rithrynn. However, this time, it was notably more spacious, if such a thing was even possible!
"Not again!" He cried out, as Sharon began to shift and move around in order to try to get Serphia's attention!
It was a strange sensation that ran through the woman's body, a feeling of completely weightlessness as she if she drifted across invisible currents. Her vision was a slightly blurred, and her surroundings carried a neutral darkness interrupted only by small bouts of light.
"Am I dead?"
The woman wondered to herself, the last image in her mind being that of the accursed Death Knight and his Runeblabe coming straight up towards her face! Moving her arms, she soon felt a painful sting in her chest region as the pain began to return to her body. She soon recognized the cold sensation coming from their dank surroundings as they were in some dungeon of some sort.
“Oh, was that demeaning?”
“….a bit”
“Sorry”
"So I guess I'm not dead then."
The chatter from the two light acolytes at least confirmed that she was still alive. Unless her kind of hell was one filled with annoying teenagers whose ninety nine problems she couldn't care any less about.
An eerie shriek echoed through the corridor they were running through however. The ringing noise from the earlier explosion still hadn't left her ear, but the inhuman, haunting wail was unmistakable. With some effort, Alissah raised her head and looked over her chest to look back into the corridor behind them. From the devouring darkness, she could she the faint shapes of two wraiths closing in, their decrepit faces twisted in sadistic glee as they closed in on their prey.
"Look away." Alissah suddenly said as the female reached for a bandolier hanging by her hips, pulling out a paper cylinder from it. Grabbing it with her hands on each end, she pulled in it, creating a spark and a fire in the middle! A particularly strong, poignant smell filled the air from the incense contained within. Before the fire could spread any further, she tossed the cylinder back into the corridor behind them.
Two seconds passed without anything happening, before all of a sudden, the corridor behind them lit up in an impressive firework show; casting a blinding light in every direction and filling the corridor with holy incense. Tormented and furious shrieks emanated from the wraiths as they immediately backed away from the holy spectacle in front of them, retreating back into the darkness!
Closing her eyes to avoid being blinded by her own device, Alissah would turn to look up at Kathlin as she floated through the air behind them.
"Forgive my failure, you shouldn't have saved me... " she said with a worn voice, though her tone also carried a sense of urgency.
"But as much as you have my gratitude, can you run faster? We will not escape the wraiths at this pace!"
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"I hope Captain Serphia and Rae'liel had a better landing."
The shrunk High Elf thought to himself as he straightened himself up after his landing, stretching his neck and back as he looked around the yard in which he had landed. It was the yard he had seen from his flight with Serphia up in the sky, and he was indeed still quite shrunk, judging by the relative gigantism of his surroundings.
He did not see any sign of Rae'liel and Serphia however. The two women had not landed anywhere near to his position, at least as far as he could see, and there were no visible destruction to indicate that they had crashed into one of the surrounding roofs on the buildings in the district.
"I did teleport to the right spot, didn't I?"
Sharon thought to himself, narrowing his eyes as he gazed across his surroundings. But as the High Elf would turn to reach a hand down towards the book hanging by his belt, he would suddenly pause as he noticed an enlarging shadow that was centered around him. And perhaps more noticeably now as he had noticed it, a dual set of screams coming from up above.
Raising an eyebrow, Sharon would turn to look up. And what he saw was big. Purple. And heading straight for him!
"Dear light... !" Sharon uttered, the High Elf barely managing to begin to move as he watched Serphia, or more particularly, her two, big purple buttocks as they descended down upon him! All he managed to do was to take a single step, before the Night Elven Captain, alongside with Rae'liel, fell on him, and he was immediately forced up the rear of the former!
A quiet moment passed as the High Elf merely observed his new surroundings in disbelief. It was an environment that he was not totally unfamiliar with, in part thanks to Rithrynn. However, this time, it was notably more spacious, if such a thing was even possible!
"Not again!" He cried out, as Sharon began to shift and move around in order to try to get Serphia's attention!