[ The dirt moves, and Ciri can't help but stare, unsure for a moment if she's seeing things. She does lean closer, somewhere between confusion and just taking a much-needed moment to catch her breath-- And then, the sprouts appear, burst into little living, hissing creatures.
Ciri gasps, jerking back from a swipe of one tiny claw that catches her wrist.
She scrambles to get away from the edge of the crater and the pulling sensation (and now these ugly plant monsters), the hand not still gripping her sword in bloody fingers going to grab Viktor and yank him back too, none too gently. ]
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Ciri gasps, jerking back from a swipe of one tiny claw that catches her wrist.
She scrambles to get away from the edge of the crater and the pulling sensation (and now these ugly plant monsters), the hand not still gripping her sword in bloody fingers going to grab Viktor and yank him back too, none too gently. ]