Post by Vio on Jun 10, 2021 10:42:11 GMT -5
Morgan #6
The fight was divided, everything happening simultaneously. As Gabriel’s kick connected, the wolf he had struck was forced to the ground, rolling and springing to its feet with a low growl. A strike with so much momentum behind it would have dealt significant damage to any target, yet this animal merely shrugged it off like another of its pack had batted its muzzle away from a small meal, eyes watching him warily as he defended the easy prey. With a coarse bark, it launched itself towards him, claws and teeth at the ready.“S#¡+, lady…,” the stranger said:
“I suggest you make use of it.”
He can transform his body at will to avoid harm and attack unconventionally…? Alright then, Miss Llywelyn processed as she clambered to her feet, observing as the lupine of cyan tint rapidly bounded to what she assumed it believed to be a safe distance. Such speed was uncanny, yet it was achieved through something she was all too familiar with. Emerald eyes glance sideways, spying the enormous canid from earlier as it positioned itself between the young girl and the third creature. It was a brave stand, but a risky one.
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but that one is moving far faster than it should be,” Morgan grunted to the noodle man, but keeping her eyes firm upon the wounded animal. Crimson matted the thick, grizzled fur around one side of its face, where the fierce impact had done work, yet a rabid ferocity kept the creature conscious and alert as its adrenaline kicked in. As if the woman with red hair needed further confirmation of what was going on. “I don’t think it’s going to fall for that trick of yours again, plus I’m not currently fast enough to strike it before it strikes me,” she further confirmed.
Like an angered bull, the wolf with reddened eyes — the one that had been slammed into by Beast — stomped a forepaw upon the ground. Cobblestones and dirt cracked and scattered from the impact as testament to the sheer power coursing through its veins, and furthermore it failed to waste time. Aggressive in its posturing, it bounded forwards with near explosive force, swiping its paw towards Beast’s muzzle with strength that threatened to sunder the very air.“Hey! Kid!” Morgan yelled:
“Get out of here! Hide somewhere!”“Ah?! … But there’s more of them!”
“Ugh… All the more reason for–”“I’ll be fine,” Arabelle responded:
“Because I’m awesome…!!”
She’s a real bratty kid, isn’t she…? Still, I need to use this, else I’m useless…! A little taken aback by the girl’s confidence in the face of such adversity, Morgan took a moment to process necessity. The force of each wolf was readily recognisable and, as far as she was concerned, the only way to fight it was to match it for what it was. Who better to do that than she? Reaching into a pouch, she withdrew a silver-lined syringe — its contents a deep blue — and warily stabbed it through her trouser leg and into her thigh. An opportune time to do so, really, for the cyan-tinged wolf had launched its own sudden and breakneck assault upon noodle man in a bid to confuse him and attack from behind…{Post Synposis:}
Morgan is saved by Noodle Man, while Arabelle but is saved by Beast, but the wolves are sold on their new targets. Morgan’s attempts at getting Arabelle to leave are stalled as the wolves launch their attacks, giving Morgan an opportunity to imbibe herself with her Cyflymder concoction while the rest are distracted.
Notes: So, red means it’s incredibly strong for its size, cyan represents incredible speed, and green means it’s astonishingly tough.
Llywelyn Morgan | #733635
Noodle Man | #bda0cb
Gabriel | #c0c0c0
Beast | #fffcbb
Arabelle [NPC] | #71bc78
Miscellaneous [NPC] | #eeeeee | #bbbbbb | #888888 | #555555