[ Ciri's voice comes from nearby in immediate response to their nearly simultaneous question of her whereabouts.
The good news is she's just a few yards away, with only a couple fresh bruises but otherwise no worse for wear than she already was.
The bad news, and reason for her warning, is that they've all landed on a slick sheet of hard ice, apparently the frozen-over surface of a lake. Other people struggle on the ice, some of them crawling, some chancing to stand, depending on the severity of their injuries. A few seem to have made it to the shore already, some fifty feet ahead of them.
Ciri kneels on all fours where she'd skidded on the ice, having just hoisted herself up enough to get an understanding of the situation before Geralt and Caitlyn came tumbling out after her. Now, she watches the faint spiderwebbing crack beneath Geralt growing. More people are surely going to come through the portal (since clearly that's what it was) very soon. ]
Come toward me slowly.
[ This is more aimed at Caitlyn than advice for Geralt. But she'd really rather not have them all falling through the ice into sub-freezing water on top of all the other shit they have to deal with. ]
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[ Ciri's voice comes from nearby in immediate response to their nearly simultaneous question of her whereabouts.
The good news is she's just a few yards away, with only a couple fresh bruises but otherwise no worse for wear than she already was.
The bad news, and reason for her warning, is that they've all landed on a slick sheet of hard ice, apparently the frozen-over surface of a lake. Other people struggle on the ice, some of them crawling, some chancing to stand, depending on the severity of their injuries. A few seem to have made it to the shore already, some fifty feet ahead of them.
Ciri kneels on all fours where she'd skidded on the ice, having just hoisted herself up enough to get an understanding of the situation before Geralt and Caitlyn came tumbling out after her. Now, she watches the faint spiderwebbing crack beneath Geralt growing. More people are surely going to come through the portal (since clearly that's what it was) very soon. ]
Come toward me slowly.
[ This is more aimed at Caitlyn than advice for Geralt. But she'd really rather not have them all falling through the ice into sub-freezing water on top of all the other shit they have to deal with. ]