It isn't often that Thancred has heard Yennefer yell out quite like that, save for the monster attack from only a few days past. He knows better than to ignore the urgency in her voice, head snapping up just in time to see the wave drawing toward him, almost ominous somehow.
He springs to his feet and is only barely able to leap backward as the "wave" crashes down and a tentacle rises up out of the sand, the beast half-emerging in order to claim its prize. Why the thing wants the device in the first place he could not guess, but it has certainly grabbed its attention. Maybe the thaumametor lets off some sort of magical signal that this creature can sense?
It doesn't matter, at least not in the moment. They need to retrieve the device, hopefully without one of them being injured this time. Thancred glances back for only a brief moment as he draws his gunblade from his back. Yennefer's running toward him, blade in hand, while Stephen winds up for yet another one of his magical feats.
Soon after, Stephen's sparking magick lashes out, seizing the sand-monster by one of its limbs to hold it in place. That grants them an opportunity to take the device back from it, and while Thancred attempts to lunge forward and do just that, another limb comes swiping toward him, forcing him to skid to a halt to avoid being grabbed by it. Trying to be agile while standing in sand is not so easy, however, and the tentacle smacks him in the side, its sticky surface clinging to his coat. ]
This is brand new, you know! [ Granted, it's now been weeks of travel, but that's beside the point. He tsks under his breath and then gestures with his free hand to the tentacle still gripping the thaumametor. ] Yennefer, there! Slice that limb off, if you can!
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It isn't often that Thancred has heard Yennefer yell out quite like that, save for the monster attack from only a few days past. He knows better than to ignore the urgency in her voice, head snapping up just in time to see the wave drawing toward him, almost ominous somehow.
He springs to his feet and is only barely able to leap backward as the "wave" crashes down and a tentacle rises up out of the sand, the beast half-emerging in order to claim its prize. Why the thing wants the device in the first place he could not guess, but it has certainly grabbed its attention. Maybe the thaumametor lets off some sort of magical signal that this creature can sense?
It doesn't matter, at least not in the moment. They need to retrieve the device, hopefully without one of them being injured this time. Thancred glances back for only a brief moment as he draws his gunblade from his back. Yennefer's running toward him, blade in hand, while Stephen winds up for yet another one of his magical feats.
Soon after, Stephen's sparking magick lashes out, seizing the sand-monster by one of its limbs to hold it in place. That grants them an opportunity to take the device back from it, and while Thancred attempts to lunge forward and do just that, another limb comes swiping toward him, forcing him to skid to a halt to avoid being grabbed by it. Trying to be agile while standing in sand is not so easy, however, and the tentacle smacks him in the side, its sticky surface clinging to his coat. ]
This is brand new, you know! [ Granted, it's now been weeks of travel, but that's beside the point. He tsks under his breath and then gestures with his free hand to the tentacle still gripping the thaumametor. ] Yennefer, there! Slice that limb off, if you can!