[He watches as the boulder moves—if only barely—and rocks above tumble and threaten to crack a few of the men on the head. Henry’s brow furrows. Concern is a faraway thing, but the necessity of pulling this off, of seeing what’s behind this boulder and if it might act as a way of escape, is paramount.
Of course it can’t be so easy.
He opens his mouth to say something, and maybe it’s a suggestion, maybe it’s the desire to tell them to keep trying, anyway — but something tugs at the back of his skull. Feels like the barest whisper of a presence, like something that has the audacity to lurk in the shadows, quiet, a predator seeking prey.
Henry scoffs. No, I don't think so. He reaches out instead with his mind, and—
And—]
Everyone move, there’s something above—!
[And hopefully that’s warning enough, because in the next moment, a huge, bony limb descends from above, long and jagged and deadly, looking to skewer or constrict anyone who happens to be below. Watch out, boulder crew.
The Bone Serpent is here to make a mess of things.]
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Of course it can’t be so easy.
He opens his mouth to say something, and maybe it’s a suggestion, maybe it’s the desire to tell them to keep trying, anyway — but something tugs at the back of his skull. Feels like the barest whisper of a presence, like something that has the audacity to lurk in the shadows, quiet, a predator seeking prey.
Henry scoffs. No, I don't think so. He reaches out instead with his mind, and—
And—]
Everyone move, there’s something above—!
[And hopefully that’s warning enough, because in the next moment, a huge, bony limb descends from above, long and jagged and deadly, looking to skewer or constrict anyone who happens to be below. Watch out, boulder crew.
The Bone Serpent is here to make a mess of things.]