[ Well, Rhy thinks dimly as he's thrown into the air, the town growing smaller beneath him. He won't die, but it probably will not be pleasant when he lands.
He's lost track of Kell, isn't sure if Kell's lost track of him. Tries to shout, but the air rushing up to meet him too fast steals all sound from his lips. Time slows, enough that he can see the chaos below in vivid detail: the fire, the flood, the people struggling in the streets to fight or run or find somewhere to hide. He can see the wreckage, the monster. Linhardt.
--oh. There he is. That familiar flash of red hair as Kell's voice cuts through the rushing wind.
And then, he lands with a thump among leafy, springy branches that weren't there a moment ago. Time seems to realize this too, and rushes back into overdrive in an instant. Frantically, Rhy scrambles to get down from the tree, and at the same time tries to split his attention just enough to send out a desperate plea for help from the one person who might have even an inkling. ]
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He's lost track of Kell, isn't sure if Kell's lost track of him. Tries to shout, but the air rushing up to meet him too fast steals all sound from his lips. Time slows, enough that he can see the chaos below in vivid detail: the fire, the flood, the people struggling in the streets to fight or run or find somewhere to hide. He can see the wreckage, the monster. Linhardt.
--oh. There he is. That familiar flash of red hair as Kell's voice cuts through the rushing wind.
And then, he lands with a thump among leafy, springy branches that weren't there a moment ago. Time seems to realize this too, and rushes back into overdrive in an instant. Frantically, Rhy scrambles to get down from the tree, and at the same time tries to split his attention just enough to send out a desperate plea for help from the one person who might have even an inkling. ]
Kell! Don't hurt him!