DEVIANCE IS PART OF A PERFECT WORLD Timestamp: 52nd of Summer 510 AV With two kills each, Jette and Eris continue the battle. The fifth Nuit was distressed at his personal conflict, screaming madly in his native tongue. It continued to fight itself, growling, jumping, kicking around. He was beyond helping. They could kill it, or let it die on its own. Back to the mouth of the tunnel was the unlikely trio, Darak and Varubicht in their alternate forms, Lahumni trailing behind. Jette and Eris had witnessed how Darak ordered the First Mate to kill herself. If earlier discussion counted, Varubicht may have ordered Lahumni to fight alongside him. If so, it would only mean that Lahumni will die fighting with and for Master Varubicht. Pity, but since when did Nuits cherish the notion of pity? Darak's lengthy body, mass of torsos slithered yonder. He swayed sarcastically, lashing words and claws at Varubicht. Lahumni would shield Varubicht from any attack - an effective way of suicide. It would not be long until she loses too much ichor. Varubicht, on the other hand, tried to maul Darak with all his limbs (including the extra ones). The battle was still within the dark caverns, not leaving a lot of room for movement. Jette's mark from Myri was still pulsating, and Eris' rage fueling an ember in her heart. They had chosen their side and they chose loyalty. A hard thing to stand by to, especially when dealing with undead. It said something about the women's fortitude. Maybe it was only right that they have found their way into this particular quest. It was a test of character more than an expedition for gold. Behind them, two ruby eyes twinkled. The fight was a draw, even with the presence of Lahumni. Scent of rot would assault Jette and Eris if they ever choose to run to Varubicht's aid. The battle was even, but it would take a simple interference to tip the scales in favor for one side. Yes, the outcome was for Jette and Eris to decide. |