03-17-2014, 03:25 PM
The barrage of ice continued to hit the mist. It was definitely having an effect. It's movements were slower and it had started solidifying. The dark places where it had its eyes became more defined.
Movement to the left took Connor's eyes off the creature, as he saw the small woman dart in with her sword and swing at the place where a neck should have been. It crumpled to the ground, a pool of blood growing.
The woman stood for a moment, looking stunned. Then she wavered and sat on the ground, heedless of the blood.
Connor looked at her and then remembered what he had in his arms. He crouchedt, gently putting the dark man down to the ground, though he didn't immediately move away. The man seemed weaker than before and Connor wanted to make sure that he didn't sway or fall over. Instead, he let the man lean against him for support.
He looked at the woman as she looked at the other men, as if in thought. Finally, she said "Everyone survive?
" She looked tired.
Now that the danger seemed to have passed, Connor felt tired himself. the adrenaline charge having finally ended. His brain was tired. He still had no clue what had happened, who these people were or what that thing was.
His eyes went back to the crumpled form of the...not mist anymore. And it had bled when she cut it. "What was that
?" he asked. Then he looked at the three of them. A dark man with longish hair, stubble on his face. Being this close, he could see pain in his eyes. Another man, clean cut, handsome features, sharp blue eyes looking about warily. And a diminutive woman with dark hair and eyes, elflike features stunningly beautiful...who wielded a sword against some monster like some action hero out of a movie. All of this was beyond his ken.
"Who are you people? How did you..
.", and then he gestured vaguely with his hands, unsure how to continue. How did you make ice appear from thin air and turn a mist-monster solid? How did you make your hand into fire?...How did you do magic?
Edited by Connor Kent, Mar 17 2014, 04:05 PM.
Movement to the left took Connor's eyes off the creature, as he saw the small woman dart in with her sword and swing at the place where a neck should have been. It crumpled to the ground, a pool of blood growing.
The woman stood for a moment, looking stunned. Then she wavered and sat on the ground, heedless of the blood.
Connor looked at her and then remembered what he had in his arms. He crouchedt, gently putting the dark man down to the ground, though he didn't immediately move away. The man seemed weaker than before and Connor wanted to make sure that he didn't sway or fall over. Instead, he let the man lean against him for support.
He looked at the woman as she looked at the other men, as if in thought. Finally, she said "Everyone survive?
" She looked tired.
Now that the danger seemed to have passed, Connor felt tired himself. the adrenaline charge having finally ended. His brain was tired. He still had no clue what had happened, who these people were or what that thing was.
His eyes went back to the crumpled form of the...not mist anymore. And it had bled when she cut it. "What was that
?" he asked. Then he looked at the three of them. A dark man with longish hair, stubble on his face. Being this close, he could see pain in his eyes. Another man, clean cut, handsome features, sharp blue eyes looking about warily. And a diminutive woman with dark hair and eyes, elflike features stunningly beautiful...who wielded a sword against some monster like some action hero out of a movie. All of this was beyond his ken.
"Who are you people? How did you..
.", and then he gestured vaguely with his hands, unsure how to continue. How did you make ice appear from thin air and turn a mist-monster solid? How did you make your hand into fire?...How did you do magic?
Edited by Connor Kent, Mar 17 2014, 04:05 PM.