wiedzminka: (one hundred & seven.)
ℭ𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔞 𝔬𝔣 ℭ𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔞 ([personal profile] wiedzminka) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2022-06-09 05:29 am (UTC)

[ There's no time. The cat snarls, lunging at its flailing prey, and its jaws close around Viktor's leg.

Even the seconds it'll take Ciri to sprint the rest of the way are too many, she thinks. Viktor is unarmed. She's not going to let him get fucking eaten on her watch.

She raises her sword, concentrating on the space right beside him, on her blade in the beast's side.

She closes the gap in an instant, blinking out of existence and reappearing immediately. Not in the position she intended. Her blasted powers still unreliable, after all her practice, when it actually fucking matters--

Ciri falls from thin air about three feet above the space she'd been aiming for, and right on top of Viktor. Her sword stabs into the dirt just shy of catching his ribs. The cat lets go with a startled hiss, taking a swipe with one large paw at the back of Ciri's shoulder before she can right herself. ]

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