Oak and the Ogre
::Theoretically possible. Do you wish me to try?::
Impending ambush, and you feel the mind more deeply. There is anger, and sadness, despair and fear, and hate, but except for anger, all that is weak. Of hope or love there is nothing.
You start stalking, and Rat nods at you with approval as you slip down a set of concrete chunk covered stairs.
And at the bottom of the steps, about to turn a corner to the left into what might be a subway station, suddenly Possum lunges back. And a flash of light, and a thunderclap, and tiles from your right explode and hit the side of your face.
"AP scout." Possum says, and Rat shivers as it grinds its teeth together. "No, Rat, no berserk." Possum orders.