Zaibach's worst enemy 3!
Once again, I woke up looking at the dark ceiling. I was still holding my arm, and I groaned in pain, I couldn't stop myself. It felt as if Dilandau had come in and hit it a hundred more times.
Remembering Dilandau, I sat up, hoping he wasn't in the room. Too bad for me, he was. Casually leaning against the wall, looking in my direction, his eyes were piercing, and they moved from my face to my hand clutching my arm.
"You said it didn't hurt," He said.
"It doesn't," I said. He smiled and I watched him carefully.
"It's too bad you wont join us, you'd move up positions quickly, maybe even get close to mine," He said, and looked at me.
"A monkey with flea's is close to your position," I said, standing up, no longer holding my arm. I didn't want him to think that I was crippled and didn't want to move. I didn't, but he shouldn't know that. Then he might see how much my arm was actually hurting.
"Then you must be dirt," he said, watching how I walked over to the other side of the bed.
"No, I'm a tiger," I said. He cocked an eyebrow at my comment. "Aren't you supposed to be looking around for something? Like, I don't know, maybe a brain?" I asked.
"I see one that looks mighty tasty right now. But even if I did take it, you wouldn't look any different," he said. I laughed.
"Hey, you were the one that said I good looks before," I said. I wasn't looking at him anymore, now I was paying attention to the key pad on the door. If I could find out the code, I could escape. And then, I could wait until my arm got better, and train, getting even stronger with my sword. Then I'd really hit them!
"That was before you had been crying in your sleep," He said, and smiled wickedly. I glared at him.
"I never cry," I said, but touched the skin around my eyes to be sure that I wasn't.
"Sure sounded and looked like it. Actually, you weren't really making any noise, but there were sure tears, it almost made me want to be nice, and then I remembered it was you," he said, and laughed at his own pathetic joke.
"It's odd though, your eyes just got a little brighter and your cheek's flushed. It's surprising how those two things can change your appearance so much," he said. I looked at him, looking to see why he kept up with the fact that I had been crying.
"I wasn't crying, I know I wasn't," I said, mater of factually. I didn't care what he said, I was almost positive that I had never cried just because my arm hurt.
"What would you do? If I hit your arm, right on the tender part? Right where I know it would hurt you the most?" He asked, walking over. I stood strong and looked at him.
"Nothing, because you wouldn't get the chance," I said, and jumped back, hitting his chin on my flipping.
"Very gymnastics aren't you?" he asked, whipping some blood starting to come from his mouth. I watched at he started walking away, and as he said, "But running away wont do you any good."
"Running away?" I asked, not surprised, but, more like..... like, how dare he think such a thing, or something.
"Yes, that's what you just did, looks like your master wasn't able to teach you the importance of standing your ground, but then again people can't teach what they don't know," He said, and smiled evilly at me.
"Shut up, at least he had courage, and he didn't run away!" I yelled. I wasn't about to let him talk badly about my swords master the way he was. Dilandau was no match for him. I know there was something else about what was going on. I know that he had someone sneak up on him. My master would never bow to such an easy opponent.
"Oh really? Then how was it that my sword ended up in his back?" He asked. I glared at him. "Would you like to hear the details? We were fighting," He started.
"Shut up! I don't want to hear your pathetic story! I don't care what you say!" I screamed, covering my ears. I didn't want to hear how my master died. I didn't want to hear about how blood spilled from his mouth, or how his eyes became wide as he realized that he was going to die. I didn't want to hear any of it, not now, not ever.
"After he saw that he couldn't win, he started to turn and run, and that's when I stabbed my sword through his back, coming out his chest and running though his heart," He said.
"Stop!" I screamed. "I don't want to hear it!" I didn't, I didn't want to see it. I didn't want to hear him scream. I didn't want to hear Dilandau. I had my ways, I could deal with the pain of knowing my master was gone. Wasn't that enough? Why did he have to make it so much worst?
Dilandau laughed. "Don't want to have to picture it?" He asked, his voice cruel and hard.
"Just.... just shut up!" I yelled desperately. Even with my hands over my ears I couldn't make his voice stop echoing though my mind. It bounced off my skull and kept ringing though my ears. As if he was a broken record or something.
While I was looking down and not watching him, he had moved up, right next to me. Grabbing my hurt arm, he shoved me against the wall. I was still sitting, but he had his hands on my arms and my torso planted against the wall.
"Ah!" I said, before I could stop my own mouth. The speed of how he grabbed my arm and pressed me to the wall made my arm hurt a lot.
"Doesn't hurt huh?" He asked. I glared up at him and he laughed. "What would you do? I can talk as badly as I want, I could do whatever I want, and you wouldn't be able to stop me," He said. I glared at him, I knew he was right, he could just start cutting up my arms and legs and I wouldn't be able to stop him from doing it.
"Should I care? So long as you're not slashing my skin or something that I don't have to worry about it," I said. "And since you need me for something, I don't think that you'd do it," I said, my tone confidant.
My eyes must have shown that the way I sounded wasn't really the way I felt. The pressure he was exerting on my arm against the wall was really hurting my arm. Although my face looked relaxed, my eyes were tentative and alert. Not wanting him to even be touching me.
"Oh really? What would I need or want you for?" He asked, his tone growing more and more strong with each word he said.
"You tell me, they're your plans," I said. Maybe I could somehow trick him into letting me know something. Although he didn't look all that smart, you should never underestimate your enemies. It might cost you your life.
His eyes staider deep into mine, and before I knew what was happening, he was hauling me off the ground.
"What?!" I asked as his grip around my arms tightened.
"Folken-sama want to see you," He said.
"let me go!" I screamed, desperately wanted to have his hands leave my arms and to run away. To the safety of my Village, if I still had one that is.
"No," He said simply.
"I'll go if you tell me what happened to my family and the village..." I said, considering what I had just bargained to.
"Nothing, we get most of our food from you, your village is vital to the survival of Zaibach," He said, and started pulling me along.
"Let me go!" I screamed again, trying to pull away.
"Listen, either I could just keep pulling you along like this, or I could knock you out and make you shut up, which one do you think I'm going to use?" he asked, and as soon as he finished, his elbow smacked me right in my temple.
I could feel my limp body being lifted off the ground with ease, and having one arm under my back, the other under my legs. I felt as if his eyes were burning into my face, I knew he was looking at me, and what could I do? I felt like a rag doll. My arms and legs limp, as if he could twist me into a knot if he wanted.
"Uhh," I moaned as I felt him start walking. My head was dazed, and all I could focus on right now was making him stop walking, make him stop taking me to Folken. "Put me down.... " I started, and he stopped walking, I opened my eyes and looked at him. he seemed surprised that I was still awake.
"No, you wouldn't come, so I made it easier," He said, and started walking again. With what strength I had, I smacked him in the nose, making his arm realized his grip on my legs and have them fall to the ground so he could hold his nose.
I started trying to run, but he still had his grip around my waist, I wasn't going anywhere.
"Well, it seems that even when you're dazed you're still not willing to cooperate," he looked down at me and I looked up at him as strong as I could. His grip around my waist tightened, and his arm tensed up.
"Duh, I'm not here because I gave up," I said, and tried to push him away, but it was a feeble attempt. I didn't have my strength back.
"You think that's going to do anything?" He asked, and his fingers tightened.
"Uhhhh, just let me go..." I said, my head going down and my forehead hitting his chest, resting there.
"And let you fall? Nah, then I'd have to pick you up and use more energy," he said.
"Goes to show how weak you are..." I said.
"I wouldn't be talking right about now, little girl," He said, and started to go to grab my legs again, but I stepped back, as much as I could anyway. But, without having his arm so tight around my waist, my legs buckled, I collapsed, and Dilandau's grip was the only thing holding me up. "Now come on," he said, and picked me up again.
"Leave me alone...." I said with as much strength as I could muster. Dilandau didn't reply, just walked calmly down the hall. I listened to the rhythmic beating of his feet against the hard mettle floor.
"Here we are," He said, and set my feet down, but as soon as he let go of my waist, my knee's gave away.
"Ugh," I said, as pain shot through my legs from the presser being applied to them from the cold floor.
"Get up," He said, and grabbed my arm, and hoisted me up.
"Let me go," I murmured.
"You've said that a repeated amount of times and I never have, and I'm not going to, so just stop," He said, punching in a code to a keypad and the door slided open. (Kinda like how they did in star track)
I shook my head to help clear it, and things became less fuzzy, Slowly, I looked around the room. There was a bed, with straps to it, and a small table with several needles. There was a big light above the table, and a couple masks on the desk with the needles.
"Come on," Dilandau said, as he started leading me over to the bed with the binds on it.
"Oh no you don't!!" I yelled, most of my strength back, I quickly used my palm and hit him in the nose, shoving him away, I ran for the door. There was no way I was going to become their lab rat.
"Hey! Get back here!" He called, and ran after me. I slammed into the door, randomly pushing buttons on the keypad, I tried to recall what he had punched in for the code. Finally remembering, I hit in the numbers and the door slid open. I was about to bolt, when Dilandau's arms wrapped around my waist, and stopped me from going anywhere.
"I don't think so," He said, and pulled me away from the door. I high kicked him and him in the head, making him stumble back and let me go, and ran, I sprinted actually, and hoped that he wouldn't be able to catch me.
Cutting corners and trying to find out where I was, I remembered from the last time that I'd been here when I was. I scanned the ground for where the opening was, finally finding it, I ran for it, and saw it opening.
Diving through it, I saw how far from the ground I was, and though maybe that wasn't such a good idea, but it was too late, I was already falling.
"Damn!" I could here someone say behind me. Looking back, I saw feathers, white ones, and someone's hand reached out and gabbed my waist.
"What the hell?!" I asked, looking I saw Dilandau. "how?!?!" I asked, looking at the large wings that were sprouted from his back.
"Zaibach advancements, they decided that the leader's should have things that no other people did," He said, and glided up, back to Zaibach.
"No! No I'm not going back up there!" I shouted, trying to push him away.
Dilandau laughed, " You really think that's going to do you any good?" He asked, and just to show me it did nothing, he gripped my waist tighter and pulled me closer to him.
I glared at him, and he laughed again. "Didn't like that huh? Too bad," He said, and wrapped his other arm around me.
"Let me go," I demanded, and he looked at me.
"No," He said simply. I reached out and grabbed one of his wings, I yanked down on it, and he shouted.
"Hey! Don't do that!" He yelled, and we started falling. "We'll crash!"
"That's better then having you do experiments on me!" I yelled, and did it again.
He punched me in the stomach, and the wind was forced from my lungs, I fell limp, and he put one arm under my legs.
I tried taking a breath, but it was like my lungs had collapsed, they wouldn't take any air. I kept trying desperately, I didn't want to go back to Zaibach, he was going to get tired soon, when I pulled on his wing, we started falling, and now we were much further from Zaibach then we were originally, so now he had to work harder.
Finally my lungs started accepting oxygen again, and I could breath.
"Scared ya didn't I?" He asked, not looking at me. I elbowed him in the side of the head, and he lost his trail, wavering, his wings stopped moving, and we started falling a little, before he recovered and started flying upwards again.
"Don't ever do that," he said, glaring at me.
"Oh, poor baby, are you afraid that we're going to fall and die?" I asked, a sarcastic sympathetic tone in my voice.
"I'm afraid you'll get away and then I'd get into trouble," He said. "but then again, some acceptations can be made," He said, loosening his grip on me.
"Huh?" I asked, he had just been trying to save me, and to now be trying to kill me made almost no sense.
"I don't like you, you're annoying and a trouble maker, I could just let you go, and watch you fall. That could be enough excitement for me, and I'd never have to worry about you attacking or destroying Zaibach again."
"Huh, chances are that the fall wouldn't kill me, I'd be saved. Maybe not by you, but I would. Well, hopefully not by you. And then I'd come back and hit Zaibach harder then before, and hopefully kill you," Tora said, sticking out her tongue quickly and pulling it back in her mouth. "After all, you're a guy, you never think about strategy, you just like to kill, especially you."
"Huh, I wonder if you'd land on your head and break your neck if I let you go," He said, letting one of his arms fall, so he was only holding her with the one. Tora looked around, as if searching for something she might be able to grab onto if be actually did let her fall.
"I wonder if your blood would spill out all over the ground," He said, and Tora watched as the ground below her slid away.
"I wonder if you'd actually have to guts to do it," She said.
Dilandau laughed. "You don't have to wonder anymore," He said, and let his arm drop from around her waist. Tora started falling immediately.
"Wah!!" She screamed on her way down. She wasn't expecting him to let her fall at such a great hight. She could hear Dilandau laughing, and she tumbled through the air.
She caught sight of the ground that was rushing up at her, increasingly fast, she hoped that he would come and get her. Or that she would land in a river of some sort, but no stream or body of water lay under her. Just solid ground that could easily split her skull when she came in
contact with it.
Once again, I woke up looking at the dark ceiling. I was still holding my arm, and I groaned in pain, I couldn't stop myself. It felt as if Dilandau had come in and hit it a hundred more times.
Remembering Dilandau, I sat up, hoping he wasn't in the room. Too bad for me, he was. Casually leaning against the wall, looking in my direction, his eyes were piercing, and they moved from my face to my hand clutching my arm.
"You said it didn't hurt," He said.
"It doesn't," I said. He smiled and I watched him carefully.
"It's too bad you wont join us, you'd move up positions quickly, maybe even get close to mine," He said, and looked at me.
"A monkey with flea's is close to your position," I said, standing up, no longer holding my arm. I didn't want him to think that I was crippled and didn't want to move. I didn't, but he shouldn't know that. Then he might see how much my arm was actually hurting.
"Then you must be dirt," he said, watching how I walked over to the other side of the bed.
"No, I'm a tiger," I said. He cocked an eyebrow at my comment. "Aren't you supposed to be looking around for something? Like, I don't know, maybe a brain?" I asked.
"I see one that looks mighty tasty right now. But even if I did take it, you wouldn't look any different," he said. I laughed.
"Hey, you were the one that said I good looks before," I said. I wasn't looking at him anymore, now I was paying attention to the key pad on the door. If I could find out the code, I could escape. And then, I could wait until my arm got better, and train, getting even stronger with my sword. Then I'd really hit them!
"That was before you had been crying in your sleep," He said, and smiled wickedly. I glared at him.
"I never cry," I said, but touched the skin around my eyes to be sure that I wasn't.
"Sure sounded and looked like it. Actually, you weren't really making any noise, but there were sure tears, it almost made me want to be nice, and then I remembered it was you," he said, and laughed at his own pathetic joke.
"It's odd though, your eyes just got a little brighter and your cheek's flushed. It's surprising how those two things can change your appearance so much," he said. I looked at him, looking to see why he kept up with the fact that I had been crying.
"I wasn't crying, I know I wasn't," I said, mater of factually. I didn't care what he said, I was almost positive that I had never cried just because my arm hurt.
"What would you do? If I hit your arm, right on the tender part? Right where I know it would hurt you the most?" He asked, walking over. I stood strong and looked at him.
"Nothing, because you wouldn't get the chance," I said, and jumped back, hitting his chin on my flipping.
"Very gymnastics aren't you?" he asked, whipping some blood starting to come from his mouth. I watched at he started walking away, and as he said, "But running away wont do you any good."
"Running away?" I asked, not surprised, but, more like..... like, how dare he think such a thing, or something.
"Yes, that's what you just did, looks like your master wasn't able to teach you the importance of standing your ground, but then again people can't teach what they don't know," He said, and smiled evilly at me.
"Shut up, at least he had courage, and he didn't run away!" I yelled. I wasn't about to let him talk badly about my swords master the way he was. Dilandau was no match for him. I know there was something else about what was going on. I know that he had someone sneak up on him. My master would never bow to such an easy opponent.
"Oh really? Then how was it that my sword ended up in his back?" He asked. I glared at him. "Would you like to hear the details? We were fighting," He started.
"Shut up! I don't want to hear your pathetic story! I don't care what you say!" I screamed, covering my ears. I didn't want to hear how my master died. I didn't want to hear about how blood spilled from his mouth, or how his eyes became wide as he realized that he was going to die. I didn't want to hear any of it, not now, not ever.
"After he saw that he couldn't win, he started to turn and run, and that's when I stabbed my sword through his back, coming out his chest and running though his heart," He said.
"Stop!" I screamed. "I don't want to hear it!" I didn't, I didn't want to see it. I didn't want to hear him scream. I didn't want to hear Dilandau. I had my ways, I could deal with the pain of knowing my master was gone. Wasn't that enough? Why did he have to make it so much worst?
Dilandau laughed. "Don't want to have to picture it?" He asked, his voice cruel and hard.
"Just.... just shut up!" I yelled desperately. Even with my hands over my ears I couldn't make his voice stop echoing though my mind. It bounced off my skull and kept ringing though my ears. As if he was a broken record or something.
While I was looking down and not watching him, he had moved up, right next to me. Grabbing my hurt arm, he shoved me against the wall. I was still sitting, but he had his hands on my arms and my torso planted against the wall.
"Ah!" I said, before I could stop my own mouth. The speed of how he grabbed my arm and pressed me to the wall made my arm hurt a lot.
"Doesn't hurt huh?" He asked. I glared up at him and he laughed. "What would you do? I can talk as badly as I want, I could do whatever I want, and you wouldn't be able to stop me," He said. I glared at him, I knew he was right, he could just start cutting up my arms and legs and I wouldn't be able to stop him from doing it.
"Should I care? So long as you're not slashing my skin or something that I don't have to worry about it," I said. "And since you need me for something, I don't think that you'd do it," I said, my tone confidant.
My eyes must have shown that the way I sounded wasn't really the way I felt. The pressure he was exerting on my arm against the wall was really hurting my arm. Although my face looked relaxed, my eyes were tentative and alert. Not wanting him to even be touching me.
"Oh really? What would I need or want you for?" He asked, his tone growing more and more strong with each word he said.
"You tell me, they're your plans," I said. Maybe I could somehow trick him into letting me know something. Although he didn't look all that smart, you should never underestimate your enemies. It might cost you your life.
His eyes staider deep into mine, and before I knew what was happening, he was hauling me off the ground.
"What?!" I asked as his grip around my arms tightened.
"Folken-sama want to see you," He said.
"let me go!" I screamed, desperately wanted to have his hands leave my arms and to run away. To the safety of my Village, if I still had one that is.
"No," He said simply.
"I'll go if you tell me what happened to my family and the village..." I said, considering what I had just bargained to.
"Nothing, we get most of our food from you, your village is vital to the survival of Zaibach," He said, and started pulling me along.
"Let me go!" I screamed again, trying to pull away.
"Listen, either I could just keep pulling you along like this, or I could knock you out and make you shut up, which one do you think I'm going to use?" he asked, and as soon as he finished, his elbow smacked me right in my temple.
I could feel my limp body being lifted off the ground with ease, and having one arm under my back, the other under my legs. I felt as if his eyes were burning into my face, I knew he was looking at me, and what could I do? I felt like a rag doll. My arms and legs limp, as if he could twist me into a knot if he wanted.
"Uhh," I moaned as I felt him start walking. My head was dazed, and all I could focus on right now was making him stop walking, make him stop taking me to Folken. "Put me down.... " I started, and he stopped walking, I opened my eyes and looked at him. he seemed surprised that I was still awake.
"No, you wouldn't come, so I made it easier," He said, and started walking again. With what strength I had, I smacked him in the nose, making his arm realized his grip on my legs and have them fall to the ground so he could hold his nose.
I started trying to run, but he still had his grip around my waist, I wasn't going anywhere.
"Well, it seems that even when you're dazed you're still not willing to cooperate," he looked down at me and I looked up at him as strong as I could. His grip around my waist tightened, and his arm tensed up.
"Duh, I'm not here because I gave up," I said, and tried to push him away, but it was a feeble attempt. I didn't have my strength back.
"You think that's going to do anything?" He asked, and his fingers tightened.
"Uhhhh, just let me go..." I said, my head going down and my forehead hitting his chest, resting there.
"And let you fall? Nah, then I'd have to pick you up and use more energy," he said.
"Goes to show how weak you are..." I said.
"I wouldn't be talking right about now, little girl," He said, and started to go to grab my legs again, but I stepped back, as much as I could anyway. But, without having his arm so tight around my waist, my legs buckled, I collapsed, and Dilandau's grip was the only thing holding me up. "Now come on," he said, and picked me up again.
"Leave me alone...." I said with as much strength as I could muster. Dilandau didn't reply, just walked calmly down the hall. I listened to the rhythmic beating of his feet against the hard mettle floor.
"Here we are," He said, and set my feet down, but as soon as he let go of my waist, my knee's gave away.
"Ugh," I said, as pain shot through my legs from the presser being applied to them from the cold floor.
"Get up," He said, and grabbed my arm, and hoisted me up.
"Let me go," I murmured.
"You've said that a repeated amount of times and I never have, and I'm not going to, so just stop," He said, punching in a code to a keypad and the door slided open. (Kinda like how they did in star track)
I shook my head to help clear it, and things became less fuzzy, Slowly, I looked around the room. There was a bed, with straps to it, and a small table with several needles. There was a big light above the table, and a couple masks on the desk with the needles.
"Come on," Dilandau said, as he started leading me over to the bed with the binds on it.
"Oh no you don't!!" I yelled, most of my strength back, I quickly used my palm and hit him in the nose, shoving him away, I ran for the door. There was no way I was going to become their lab rat.
"Hey! Get back here!" He called, and ran after me. I slammed into the door, randomly pushing buttons on the keypad, I tried to recall what he had punched in for the code. Finally remembering, I hit in the numbers and the door slid open. I was about to bolt, when Dilandau's arms wrapped around my waist, and stopped me from going anywhere.
"I don't think so," He said, and pulled me away from the door. I high kicked him and him in the head, making him stumble back and let me go, and ran, I sprinted actually, and hoped that he wouldn't be able to catch me.
Cutting corners and trying to find out where I was, I remembered from the last time that I'd been here when I was. I scanned the ground for where the opening was, finally finding it, I ran for it, and saw it opening.
Diving through it, I saw how far from the ground I was, and though maybe that wasn't such a good idea, but it was too late, I was already falling.
"Damn!" I could here someone say behind me. Looking back, I saw feathers, white ones, and someone's hand reached out and gabbed my waist.
"What the hell?!" I asked, looking I saw Dilandau. "how?!?!" I asked, looking at the large wings that were sprouted from his back.
"Zaibach advancements, they decided that the leader's should have things that no other people did," He said, and glided up, back to Zaibach.
"No! No I'm not going back up there!" I shouted, trying to push him away.
Dilandau laughed, " You really think that's going to do you any good?" He asked, and just to show me it did nothing, he gripped my waist tighter and pulled me closer to him.
I glared at him, and he laughed again. "Didn't like that huh? Too bad," He said, and wrapped his other arm around me.
"Let me go," I demanded, and he looked at me.
"No," He said simply. I reached out and grabbed one of his wings, I yanked down on it, and he shouted.
"Hey! Don't do that!" He yelled, and we started falling. "We'll crash!"
"That's better then having you do experiments on me!" I yelled, and did it again.
He punched me in the stomach, and the wind was forced from my lungs, I fell limp, and he put one arm under my legs.
I tried taking a breath, but it was like my lungs had collapsed, they wouldn't take any air. I kept trying desperately, I didn't want to go back to Zaibach, he was going to get tired soon, when I pulled on his wing, we started falling, and now we were much further from Zaibach then we were originally, so now he had to work harder.
Finally my lungs started accepting oxygen again, and I could breath.
"Scared ya didn't I?" He asked, not looking at me. I elbowed him in the side of the head, and he lost his trail, wavering, his wings stopped moving, and we started falling a little, before he recovered and started flying upwards again.
"Don't ever do that," he said, glaring at me.
"Oh, poor baby, are you afraid that we're going to fall and die?" I asked, a sarcastic sympathetic tone in my voice.
"I'm afraid you'll get away and then I'd get into trouble," He said. "but then again, some acceptations can be made," He said, loosening his grip on me.
"Huh?" I asked, he had just been trying to save me, and to now be trying to kill me made almost no sense.
"I don't like you, you're annoying and a trouble maker, I could just let you go, and watch you fall. That could be enough excitement for me, and I'd never have to worry about you attacking or destroying Zaibach again."
"Huh, chances are that the fall wouldn't kill me, I'd be saved. Maybe not by you, but I would. Well, hopefully not by you. And then I'd come back and hit Zaibach harder then before, and hopefully kill you," Tora said, sticking out her tongue quickly and pulling it back in her mouth. "After all, you're a guy, you never think about strategy, you just like to kill, especially you."
"Huh, I wonder if you'd land on your head and break your neck if I let you go," He said, letting one of his arms fall, so he was only holding her with the one. Tora looked around, as if searching for something she might be able to grab onto if be actually did let her fall.
"I wonder if your blood would spill out all over the ground," He said, and Tora watched as the ground below her slid away.
"I wonder if you'd actually have to guts to do it," She said.
Dilandau laughed. "You don't have to wonder anymore," He said, and let his arm drop from around her waist. Tora started falling immediately.
"Wah!!" She screamed on her way down. She wasn't expecting him to let her fall at such a great hight. She could hear Dilandau laughing, and she tumbled through the air.
She caught sight of the ground that was rushing up at her, increasingly fast, she hoped that he would come and get her. Or that she would land in a river of some sort, but no stream or body of water lay under her. Just solid ground that could easily split her skull when she came in
contact with it.