“You are right, Sasha. We can’t leave any loose ends. We have to make sure the Blue Lady dies.” You step out of fate and start running.
“Svante! Come back here!” Sasha cries.
“What is he planning on doing?” you hear Shen ask. The adults’ conversation fades away as you sprint though the Mossy Court. As you approach the battle, you slow down and observe. You have to wait for the right moment to act.
Though the Blue Lady does not seem to tire, her skin is marred with bloody scratches. The Desert Fox’s fur is matted with blood. The Fair Folk are scattered around the Mossy Court like broken dolls. Rory is trapped in a cocoon of vines hanging from a tree. As you draw closer, the blistering dry heat of the Lunar’s anima dries the sweat on your brow. The Desert Fox blocks the Blue Lady’s vine strike wearily and bares her teeth. Each strike is slower than the next. The Desert Fox will not last much longer.
The next time the Desert Fox slashes at the Blue Lady’s throat, you reach out and brush against the Blue Lady’s thread. It much stronger than Rory’s, much more present in Creation. Stealing her dexterity, making her clumsy is easy. The Blue Lady misjudges and the Desert Fox’s next strike connects. The Lunar rips out the Blue Lady’s throat. Eyes wide, the Blue Lady tries to speak, but all that comes out of her mouth is bright blue blood.
The rest of the nobles in the Mossy Court are silent. The only sound that can be heard were footsteps bouncing off the ground as Sasha runs towards you. The tree encasing the Blue Lady falls to pieces and the Blue Lady’s body tumbles down to the ground. Shen breaks through the crowd of Fair Folk to check out the Blue Lady’s corpse.
An exhausted Desert Fox transforms back to human and attempts to crawl away. Sasha rushes past you, sword draw. The Desert Fox staggers back but is too weak to get away. Wanahton steps between the Desert Fox and Sasha’s sword.
Sasha hesitates before striking. “Move aside, Wanahton.”
Wanahton stands before Sasha, blocking the Desert Fox from her view. “No. This is wrong and you know it. This woman has done nothing to deserve death. “
“This monster would see everything we work to preserve fall to ash. You have firsthand experience what a Lunar is capable of. One almost killed you and Svante!”
“I was almost killed by a Dragonblood, too. I do not blame Shen for this.”
Sasha’s face is filled with anguish and she tightens her grip on her sword. “Get out of the way!”
“No.” Behind Wanahton, you see the Desert Fox start to creep away.
What do you do?
- Say nothing. Let the Desert Fox escape.
- Call Sasha’s attention to the Desert Fox’s flight.
- Kill the Desert Fox yourself
((That moment when you realize you forgot all about Svante’s Flying Cloak! And I have no clue what I said color Shen’s Hair was. Light Blue? Violet? Goal of next chapter is to take better character notes. Also, I’m going to start counting essence/wp usage, starting next chapter. *grumble grumble*))
((Next post will be the last post of this chapter. ))