The moment Cereza saw the first person get flung into the air, her mind shut down. They were being flung into the air. They were being
flung into the air.
They were being flung into the air.The blonde could hear a high pitched keening sound from nearby as her eyes locked onto the brilliant blue expanse of sky above the cliff and it took her a moment to realise it was coming from her own throat. She swallowed thickly, dully hearing the sound of the launch mechanisms activating getting closer and barely tensed her muscles before she was flying.
A scream tore from her mouth as she flew higher into the sky, the lack of gravity and solid objects around her throwing Cereza completely out of her comfort zone, and she flailed her arms in panic.
’Ohcrapohcrapohcrap.’ The blonde managed to pull herself together enough to rotate herself mid air as gravity started to take effect again, firing her pistols at the ground a few times to slow her fall slightly before unfolding Llaw Du.
The polearm was a big comfort in her grasp, and the hacker focused her sight on the tree line instead of the endless blue sky around her. She folded Llaw Du’s blades on an acute angle, catching a tree as she flew past it, and spun around the trunk dizzyingly fast. The lithe girl hit the ground hard, losing her grip on Llaw Du with the impact and skidding away from the tree and into the brush.
She lay amongst the leafy bushes for a moment, just taking comfort in the solid ground beneath her back and the canopy of leaves above her head.
’As long as I can stay out of the sky, I should be fine now.’ Cereza could feel Llaw Du back the way she had come due to her semblance, and gave a groan as she pushed herself back to her feet. She was getting kind of tired of ending up on the ground all the time. Thankfully she just had a few scratches on her shoulder and hip, which were already healing over due to her Aura.
As Cereza stepped out from the bushes a low rumble sounded from her right, and a pair of Ursa stepped out from the dense trees. Her eyes flicked to the purple and black form of Llaw Du, still hooked around the tree trunk and a good fifteen feet away from her.
”Oh. Shit.”