Re: Chapter 6: Out of the Black
Taken completely by surprise when she had suddenly been swept into the air, Jenna had cried out as she had returned to the landing considerably more swiftly than she had descended from it. She had 'flown' before of course, with Corros, but that had been in very, very different circumstances.
She nodded when she heard - or rather felt - Corros' voice within her head, calming, reassuring, soothing the maelstrom of emotions that were coursing through her, her eyes changing colour several times, black, white, their normal blue, each visible for perhaps a second before it was chased away by another. It was dead. It should have known better. Jenna had tried to warn it. But it had not heeded her words, had paid the price.
As would its minion. A hand of peace had been offered. Corros - her Corros - had tried to speak with the creature and it had shunned him. How dare it! And so it would pay the price too. Her eyes stopped changing colour, remained black as she pointed fingers towards the bull headed thing, summoned forth Arma's power, although the radiance that leapt forth was a mere fraction of what it had been a moment ago, her link to the Goddess feeling like a tattered thread that was about to snap at any moment.
Jenna
AC: 21, HP 56/56
Casting Guiding Bolt (Level 1) at Minotaur