Re: (IC) 1: The Rescue
Magorian, his face raging in anger , picked up Thorn's head; Thorn immediately taking the opportunity to take in a deep breath, gasping for air, just as an electrical jolt of power surged into her. Throwing her to the side, NEXT
The path suddenly changed, leading straight to the beast, though for as second all was silent, like the calm before the storm. With each quiet step, energy surged around the Satyr, those nearby feeling their hair stand up on end. Moving with the speed of a cheetah, the Satyr closed the distance to the beast quickly, grabbing his arm.
The pain that followed was unprecedented. Erik's whole body, writhed in agony as he could feel every cell in his body screaming to stop. Whispering in the beasts ear, Magorian says, <bold>"You may have won this battle, but the war is mine. Know that once Althaea fulfills her promise, I'm coming for you and the pain you're feeling now, will feel like a summer's breeze across your skin compared to the torture that will come. Know this and never forget it.</b> The power surged into Erik and Magorian left him there to crumble to the floor, from his sitting position.
My end of the bargain is now complete Althaea. I look forward to your 1st born. NOW GET OUT!
Suddenly, the grove goes dark, and in moments, is lit again. The two cages of the hunters, now opened not by the door, but like a flower petal in bloom; the hunters now free. The circle, the flowers, the mushroom and tree stumps, and Magorian....all gone.
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