Ooh, wow! Action!
Like I said before;
a) they might be ooc
b) this is a bit late, sorry
c) review!!!!!
and
d) see c
You get the point, no?
Also: why is my little friend (no off, some people hate being called little) Mrs. Dom Masbolle the only one reviewing? FFnet says I have 50 views!
Note: I was planning to make this separate chapters but I thought you deserved a longer one then usual.
Note2: I'm sorry about all the point-of-view changes! I needed it to tell the story effectively!
"And finally, we welcome the Carthaki Ambassador –" Jonathan started, but was interrupted by an arrow sticking out of the ground right in front of his feet.
Screaming ensued.
One of the upper windows broke as a gold ball came hurtling through and then unfurled itself to reveal a magnificent griffin. Its body was humanoid yet you could feel it was griffin. It pulled out a dagger, aimed it at the swordsman behind the King, and threw.
Talon barely noticed the stares of all the people around. Pulling out hershukusen, she cut it against the approaching assassin's torso. Whipping around, she ducked the dagger thrown at her, and then retaliated with two of her own.
She next took out her long sword and flew into a heated battle against what she thought was the last assassin.
Daine was shocked and buried her hands into her brown hair. Her wildmagic told her what the griffin thought, a mixture of fear, anger and immense hatred. She also felt a wild presence engulfing a softer one inside.
Strangely, she felt a gold barrier between the thoughts. Her head ached like it never ached before. It was like the griffin was doing this to her on purpose.
Numair, having saw Daine was in trouble, had rushed over and wrapped his arms around her.
Daine knew Numair was there because he had created a barrier to soften her mind, and she knew he was exhausted because there was so much to block.
She tried to calm the griffin down, but it had just ignored her and simply replied with a very fierce and harsh "Tssseeeerrr!"
Hilts locked.
Then freed again.
Talon lunged at his torso and at the last moment cut him in the scalp. The assassin fought back with a very complicated series of rapier-slashes; from above using the true edge, a jab to the chest – which Talon easily dodged – a slice from the left across Talon's neck, while looking for an opening at the same time.
She was forced to back off, but then she lunged in, making a thwart cut to his ear. The assassin, however, blocked with the sturdy dagger in his other hand. Seeing this, Talon quickly retreated the long sword. Putting it in the gap between his head and the dagger, she pulled outwards, essentially disarming him of the dagger.
The rapier swung downwards to her long sword with immense force, in hope of disarming her. Talon, seeing this, swore for forgetting his rapier. If her masters were here they would – no. She mustn't think of them.
She retaliated with a flurry of moves. One moment she was here, the next there. Talon used many tricks Samson taught her; finally putting the blade at his neck when she saw the guardsmen. Thinking she held him off long enough, she prepared to launch.
Stop.
What now, Truthfeather?
You should listen to them. He chided.
Fine.
Talon took off and landed in front of King Jonathan and Queen Thayet.
Yes, I'm evil. I think we've already established that.
You need to wait until next week, and if you review, I might update faster (I hope).
Mrs. Dom Masbolle
Chapter 3: It was good? I don't believe you. I think Jon's ooc. I like Alanna in that one. Sorry to disappoint you!
Chapter 4: Animorphus? English is my worst subject. (checks dictionary) Oh, yeah, um...maybe :D
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