Ӝ Maybe under the M!A? (I still need to type up my reply to the ask brb)
the Fearling would laugh turning and lunging to take her down. He's after her heart after all. It and all the light within her. He's going to devour her bit by bit.
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Ӝ Maybe under the M!A? (I still need to type up my reply to the ask brb)
the Fearling would laugh turning and lunging to take her down. He's after her heart after all. It and all the light within her. He's going to devour her bit by bit.
Colby's eyes widened in sheer revulsion, but her brow creased as the being's eyes shifted color slightly. She wrinkled her nose at the creature's breath, stepping back. She waved her pike in front of her, keeping it at bay.
Mostly made up of shadows, the creature reared up from the pike, reaching for her with clawed limbs.
"Be still so we may eat you, pet." it growled and leered, before slinking forward, pawing at her shadow, stealing it away.
Taste of fear? What did that mean? Colby wondered. Caught up in her thoughts, either the knife seemed to move super fast, or she was just slow. She hissed in pain as it skimmed the edge of her sleeve, leaving a deep cut. In response, she swung her pike in an arc, the lightning tip crackling, fizzing.
Her panic earned a deep purr from the cacophony and Jamie's head turned towards her before the pike struck. It hit him high in the chest and the creature shrieked in agony at the blow. Light seemed to return to the brown eyes and Jamie stared panting heavily,but his voice was still loud and many faceted.
That hurt witch... no more games. We will devour you now!
He reached for her, opening his mouth wider than should have been possible.
"No thanks," Colby quipped. "You seem a little old for toys anyway."
"͂ͥͬͫ̔ͯ̃̒A̿̽̇ ͑̎̎͛̾̂̚sͦͥ͑́̌̚h̾ͮ̂͌ͭ̾a͊̽ͣ̋m͑ͧ̒͒̑éͤͮ͑́ͨͭ͐ͣ.̈́̽̿ ̓I͋̿͌̅͑ ͭ̑̾͒ͨ͛͂̓w̿̒̂̎̇͛ͬȃ̉̉͑̊ͨ͒sͫ̋ͬ̑͋̐ ́ͣ͛͌l̓̒̎͒̿ò̂ͩͩổ̔̀̂k̐ͤĭ͗͗̽̏̈nͤ̽̾́ͮgͨͧ́̏́̒̊ͯ͌ ͨ̿̓̈f̅͋͗͂ͭ̔o͆̏̔ͪ̔rͫ̎wͯͪ͑̿ͨͯá͐͗̉̄̽̔r̾̏̆ͧ͂ͨ̚d̓̓ ̌̿ͯ͐ͣ͂t̎̄ͪ́̿̐ͫȯͮ́ͯ̾̽ͪ̎ͪ ̓p̍̈́ͬ͆̂̆l̆͆ͮ̔́a͗̄͛̀̄ͮỷ̌͒ͥi͊̏ͤn̔̎ͧ̔͂̔ͦgͮ̿ͩͯ̈̈́ͪ ͤͥͥw͆̈́ͨ̄ͨ͗ͤiͨͤt̾̑̊͐ͩ͂h̀͑̽̿̒͂̚ ͦͮ̂̌͋̆̿yͭ͊͂oͮ̀͋ͬͩ͗u̓ͭͨ̃ͯ̑͐ ̒̏åͦͥ̎ͮ̚̚ ̉ͣͮͯ͑̅l͛o͒ͯ̌ͭnͬ̓̍̉̄͂g͌͑͑̊̈́̅͒̊ ͊ͦ̚t͛̋̈́͆͌̇i͐́ͤ͐mͨͧeͯͬ͑̎͆.̃ͨ̽ͨ̒ͨͭ̑̑"̍́̊͒
It threw the knife at her, and ducked in close to knock her off balance. It would have her as a meal or she'd be destroyed for meddling.
O͕̯͔͖̙̮̜̺͍h̪̘͇͚ ̯̳̫͓͍̰̱̗w̫̞̞̘̺̖e̲̯͈͕̯͇̥l̠̫̹͙̩̫ͅͅl̪̰̟̣͙.̦̺̘̯̜͓͍ ̫̘͉̲̰͈̘̤Y̱̯o̭̳̭u̱͉͙̦̭'͉̙l̯͉͎̫l̯̥̤̳̝̹̙̖ ̳̦̲̟̲̳t͍͙͓͎͍̰͍̱̮a̯̙̱̘̼̫̥s̪͙͎̻̖̠̣̤t̝̫̠͖̫͉̼e̪̙̥̼ ̙͉͕̯͚o̩̹̺͖̣͈̟f̗̺ ͍̝͚͎̜y̰̮͉̲̦̰͓͍o̩̰u̺̗̳r̥̘̺̯ ̞̺̟̦͍̤̻f̲̩̤̗̮̜̜̮ͅe̟̩̞̰̪͇a̤͈̞̩ͅr͙̤̦͎̹ͅ.̦̼̟̙͙ͅ ͉̬̫̘̠͚ͅa͕̩̯̪̣͙ͅͅn̮͖̻͔͓̥̞̗d͔̖͓̪͔͕̫ͅ ͍̥̮̼̬͓͖t̻͈̮̰̭̩̤̭̫h̺͈͖͇̘a͈̣̤̬̙̜ͅͅt͔̖͙̝'̟̙̲̹͍̩͉͈s̳͚͖̻̱͖ͅ ͕̱̠̣ͅg̮͖o̦͍̣̦͇͇̮̥o̗̗͕͍d̞̟͍̰͙̻̞ ̮̥̹̞̜̙e͕̣̭̙̱̠͔̞̦n̯̥͔̙͙o̱͚u̳ͅg̮̠̦͚̘̩h̝̲̟̤͉̖͕̮̦͖͕
Colby gasped as the black spread, and wished she could control fire or lightning like Bryan. That would be useful. "Those look like dangerous toys," she commented weakly.
Cͥ̀̌͑̿o͐ͯͧͯ͗ͭ̿ͨͭm̽̃ͥ͐̊̍ͯ͊e̋ͭ̔̇ͩͫ͐ ̐̌̌̂̄͌͌̈́̚cͮ̐͒͋͒̏l̈́̓̉̉o̎̍̏̇s̏͌̔̓ͪ̒ėͧ͌̿̔̐͋r̀͆̆̀ ͩͭͥ̏́ͫ̊lͭ̆̈́̄̆̆̐aͮ̃̅͂̆̅dͫͫ͌y͊̆͒̅̏͑ ̓̌͂ͫ̀ͭȧ͑ͮͧ͗̊̈́n͗͑ͫ͑̏̔̋̚d͌͗ ̍ͬ͗̉ͤÍ̉̅̍ͨ͆ͮ'͊͆͐lͭ̄̐͑̌̊l͋̆̋̆͗͑ ͐͑̏̏̅ͩ̒̍s̆̃h́͗̾͋̎̆o͂wͥ̽ͯ͛͐̚ ̑̂ͭͬ̃ͧyͬͩo͒̅u̎̐͗̓̆̚̚ ͋͋͋ͩ͂mͣoͤ̒ͥ̽̚rͫ̎̀ê̔͆ ͐̐͊ͬ̎͆͗tͧ̓́͑ͦo͛ͦ̎̄̓̒yͫ̓s̊ͥ͂̂̅̄.̈̊ͥ"͌́̿̽̊̚
The thing screeched in hunger, rushing towards her to attack and hurt and feed. It wanted the light, to swallow and take and grow.
"̫̳̯͔͕A̼̭̞͕n̺̝̜̼͉͎d̬̺͕̯̳͚̖̦̩ ͕t̘͎̙͍͚h̲̘̗͕͓̹e̫̟n̮̪ ̣̬ͅw̝̬e̦̝̞̰̞ ͚̪c̙̥̪̞̬̲a͇͇̜͎n̫̭̜͇̬ ̝͔ͅp̮l̟̺̠͔̥̫̳̗a̞̳̬y͙̰ ̱̖͎̭̜͕̙ͅa̘̫l̹̩͚̠̣̬l͔̗ ͙̘̲͎̤̪y̮̼̹̲̣̘̺̝o̖̺̗̭̖̳͙u̮͎ ̳͉̖̼̟̯w̘̟̻̳̳̭̮̳a͎͖̻͔̣̼̙͍ṇ̝̺͖̺͈t̞̹̹̬̟͓͈͕ ̟̥͚̫̯͕b͓̞ḛ̪͕̱̬̼͈̹f̘̙̤͓̹̻o͈͇̗̞̪̳̪̘r͉̯͕̻̮̻͈e͔̱ ͙L͚̳̦͖u̮̱̳̳̟̰͖n͙͈̭c͙̝h͖̼̤̩͙̰̺"̞̼̺͙̞̭̘͇ ͕͚͖̭̯̺
Colby widened her eyes, though whether it was from surprise or fear, she couldn't tell. She brought up another shield on her left arm's brace, and wielded her spear on her right. "That's new."
C͠ò̕͢m͏e̵̡͟ ̧̀͞a҉̵nd̨ ̷̸͠p̕ļay̴ Not-Jamie growled swinging the blade in an arc. It's shadows leaked from the metal and filling the air with streams of blackness.
Colby's eyes widened as the shadows enveloped her shielded form. "I. Said. Get. BACK!" Her shield exploded, blowing back the shadows. She whipped out her spear, letting it extend fully, the tip crackling with purple energy. "If that's how you wanna play it, be my guest."
As the energy scattered in shards, so to did the shadows shrinking from the light. Jamie made and pained sound but he looked a bit brighter even as the shadows prepared for another attack. A twisted puppet on black strings the body turned raising a sword and dagger to attack her.
Colby cried out as she rolled on her side, but expanded her shield to protect her entire body. "Get back!"
"ͪ̎͂M̂̓̑ͪ͋ͪ̅̐a͗ͣ͑͌͌ͤkͭ̇͛̍ͩ̓eͦͬ ͆͒̈́̀ͤm̐͗e̐͊̈́͋̓ͮ͛ͧ̈!͋̉ͬ̎"̄͌ It roared back, Shadow tendrils shooting across the floor circling about her and closing quickly.
"͉̥̗̩͙̙̥̮͈̂̄ͬM͈̖̬̣̖̉͒̄̒̈͂a͖̤͍̓ͥk̹ͤe̤̘͉̙͓̭͐ͮ̌̈̐͛ͦ ̣̥̙̰̥̗̓͆̄̚ͅm̠̦͚̣͑e̝̬͎̮͔̙͋̾ͨ͗͂̊!͖̘̤̠͓̚̚"̯̰͔̟̑ It demanded, teeth bared as it slammed into the shield.
P̱̗̤̹̗̣̜l͈͔̻̞͓̙e̹̣͖ạ̟̝͙͉s͖̲͔͖̬e̻̖̤̬̻̠ͅ.̫͔͔̫͚͎̟ make me. Jamie begged from inside the mass of fearlings and
shadow.