This had to be one of the stupidest things she'd done in a long time.
Somehow almost every arena had one of these moments where she risked her life foolishly with hopes of some kind of reward that would see her through to the end of the arena. And usually she came up wanting. Sometimes it worked but most often this was the sort of thing that got her hurt or worse.
Swallowing hard as she delved into the darkness she decided if there was ever a better time to use her stone form and risk a backfire it was when she was surging deep into the darkest depths of a rat and spider filled hell. It had been hard enough avoiding sickness and disease up till this point and she didn't intend on living out the rest of her arena in a fevered state.
Bracing herself she felt the familiar comfort of her skin and hair hardening, spreading to her cheap knight costume making her look actually somewhat formidable despite her size. Her tabbard fluttered faintly over stone coated fabric and as expected a ball of flame appeared over her head alerting all to her location.
Sandy had hoped that perhaps given she was underground the flame's light wouldn't travel far, but it was far enough that she wouldn't be tripping over anything.
One second...two seconds.
Nothing.
Just as Sandy dared to breath a sigh of relief, faint splashing from up ahead warned her of something coming, something fast! It was barely audible over the bells booming outside but the echoing of the stone chambers brought it to her ears.
In the narrow tunnel Sandy only had two options, stand and fight or flee back the way she came up into the night and hope there were no other tributes behind her.
Raising her crossbow Sandy's eyes narrowed. Maybe if she was lucky she could catch this thing in the eyes like she had with the purple tribute...
However as the creature drew closer Sandy was confronted not by a pair of eyes, but by hundreds!!!
A swarm of rats had bundled together as tall as she was and were rolling towards her in a constant writhing mob of diseased teeth and claws. She let out a startled cry and loosed a bolt into the mass of muddy, greasy fur. It vanished without even a squeak of a landed hit.
Would her stone skin be enough to power through this blob of plague and feral rodents?
For Zed
Somehow almost every arena had one of these moments where she risked her life foolishly with hopes of some kind of reward that would see her through to the end of the arena. And usually she came up wanting. Sometimes it worked but most often this was the sort of thing that got her hurt or worse.
Swallowing hard as she delved into the darkness she decided if there was ever a better time to use her stone form and risk a backfire it was when she was surging deep into the darkest depths of a rat and spider filled hell. It had been hard enough avoiding sickness and disease up till this point and she didn't intend on living out the rest of her arena in a fevered state.
Bracing herself she felt the familiar comfort of her skin and hair hardening, spreading to her cheap knight costume making her look actually somewhat formidable despite her size. Her tabbard fluttered faintly over stone coated fabric and as expected a ball of flame appeared over her head alerting all to her location.
Sandy had hoped that perhaps given she was underground the flame's light wouldn't travel far, but it was far enough that she wouldn't be tripping over anything.
One second...two seconds.
Nothing.
Just as Sandy dared to breath a sigh of relief, faint splashing from up ahead warned her of something coming, something fast! It was barely audible over the bells booming outside but the echoing of the stone chambers brought it to her ears.
In the narrow tunnel Sandy only had two options, stand and fight or flee back the way she came up into the night and hope there were no other tributes behind her.
Raising her crossbow Sandy's eyes narrowed. Maybe if she was lucky she could catch this thing in the eyes like she had with the purple tribute...
However as the creature drew closer Sandy was confronted not by a pair of eyes, but by hundreds!!!
A swarm of rats had bundled together as tall as she was and were rolling towards her in a constant writhing mob of diseased teeth and claws. She let out a startled cry and loosed a bolt into the mass of muddy, greasy fur. It vanished without even a squeak of a landed hit.
Would her stone skin be enough to power through this blob of plague and feral rodents?