nativewind: (human ❀ lament of the elder wind dragon)
Ventuswill ([personal profile] nativewind) wrote in [community profile] melodiesoflife 2015-04-27 09:52 am (UTC)

Ventuswill isn’t so lucky, however. Before she or the presence within her have the time to react, one of the pillars slams straight into her. Her small frame means she’s sent flying backwards, slamming right into the cavern wall and slumping down to the ground.

And then the mist began to set in. She had to stand up and cast an Esuna quick, or they would all be in trouble. But she just… couldn’t. This human form was far more fragile than her normal one. To move period felt like an ordeal by itself, let alone cast spells. It felt much like it did when the runes inside her were dissipating, and she could feel herself beginning to black out as she tries to reach for her staff just a few feet away. Yet deep down, she swore she heard someone for a brief moment. Perhaps a far-off memory of a certain friend, or something else.

( “Get up. Come on, get up. This ain’t the time for you to sleep all day like before!” )

Hmph. Whatever this was, it certainly had no trouble getting quite fresh with her. But she’ll dismiss it. She would, except…

(“No. There’s no way you can let yourself die here! After all, those guys out there are your friends too. You care about them, don’t you?”)

No, no “excepts” – she had to get to them. Despite her battered condition, she’ll reach for her staff among the fighting and chaos.

"Rayman," she coughs, the poison mist nearly making her choke for air. "Yugi, everyone... hold on..."

Unfortunately, there were still crystalline enemies about, and they could easily off her at this point. And indeed, one would quickly close in and finish her off if her partners don't act fast.

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