The guards watched him intently, taking account of every twitch and move he made.
"You've no reason to tell us that. We've been told not to engage you," the one with the spy glass said. He was some bit shorter than the others, a cat among two large dogs. "The Chosen are most likely sending their best. You can have your meeting out-" One of the other guards nudged his side and gestured behind them into the gatehouse. He turned and at once gasped and saluted. "Your majesty," he said, and stood aside. A little feather could be seen bobbing along the castle walls. It was attached to the hat of Queen Tizzarath, followed by a Cheetah who put a box at the wall. The Queen nodded at the guards.
"Keep watch of the area," she said. "While he won't hurt me, we don't know who's with him." The guards nodded and shifted along the walls while she moved up to it, stepping upon the box and looking down at Talin.
"You've never been discreet, have you," she said, a slight smile on her face. "And I suppose you have important things to say." Her ears poked from under the hat, twitching and searching around in the sounds about them.
The guard yelped as he was slammed to the ground, the other leapt in, spear raised he lunged into the fray, skewering beasts and slashing with his sword. The guard on the ground stumbled to his feet and reached into his pocket and retrieved a small bag from his pocket. He crushed it in his hand and hurled it up into the air. Once high, reaching the peak of its ascent, it burst into cloud of dust, the sound blasting across the city. After which, the guard then leapt in as well, hacking as he could.
All the while, Neesa peered down at it all. Once the first creature struck, she clampered to the lip of the wall and leapt to the air, rocketing down and landing feet first onto the beasts, crushing their backs, and pulling the skewered spear join the fray.
Aman smiled as best he could with the tatters that were left of his own lips, while his tongue lolled out like an errant muscle with thoughts of its own. "To the city my Lord? There are so many people there," he said, twisting and craning his body toward Nero, like a lovesick child. He eventually turned to the 'angels' themselves and pointed out of the village, toward the road that led to the distance. The angels snarled and jostled, eager to go. "is it an order sir?"
Listy and Chosen Akela moved along the road in a hurried jog; the girl's little legs weak and fragile. Sun was high in the sky, moving along as they rushed toward the town of the Shard. In the distance, there was a shadow, like a new dark sunrise. Akela frowned at it, but headed along at any rate. It was in the direction of the town.
The general and the two minks clung to the wall and shuffled over toward Leo, while the slick and wet movement of two armoured creatures moved down the stairs. Turning the corner, the peered down at the level the group were at, and stepped down toward them. The sound of sniffing impeded by thick globules of blood and phlegm. At the final steps, a pool of meat and fluids flowed out ahead of them, thickened and dark. At the sigh of it, Perra leaned forward, almost reaching out to touch, until the creatures appeared. Twisted mutilations of guards, whose skin and meat grabbed and held plate armour, and an arm with a spear clutched in the bones and tendons that was left of a hand. What was left of a tail was more like a serrated blade. Looking in at them, the creature found Leo and swung its arm, reaching for his neck to pin him to the wall.
Topic: Everflame: The Shard (Read 26113 times)