01-18-2024, 06:26 AM
As Satoru snaps awake, he looks around the battle in a bit of shock. Something was missing and he could tell who it was by the sheer lack of glittery, flowing wings. Arielle was gone. He must have been knocked out and…yes, that made some sense. He had to get her back or he would be completely useless. Well…more useless than normal, anyway. So he focuses inward and tries to find her. There she was, silently raging that she had been forced away from him. Well, only one way to fix that. He brings her back. A sharp stab of pain briefly confronts his right eye, then relaxes as she stops squeezing them shut. Coruscating light flows from his forehead, eventually materializing in front of him. She turns and quickly grabs him by the lapels, lifting him into the air so he is face-to-face with her. He gulps, not really sure where this came from. When she finally speaks, the words in Sylvan appear in his mind even as she speaks them.
“Stop being stupid. You are not a front-line fighter!”
Then she drops him and walks around Lucien to stand between them and the warg currently experiencing indigestion. She stares at it and says. “I’m next. If you thought he was bad for your constitution, just wait.”
This is all in Sylvan, so it might just fly over the warg’s head.
“Stop being stupid. You are not a front-line fighter!”
Then she drops him and walks around Lucien to stand between them and the warg currently experiencing indigestion. She stares at it and says. “I’m next. If you thought he was bad for your constitution, just wait.”
This is all in Sylvan, so it might just fly over the warg’s head.