Thread:Orion's Dagger/@comment-26362630-20180817151223/@comment-5647250-20180908131714

(They watch as, just before the spikes reach him, Yriscal does a front flip across the river, turning in midair to face them. Even as he continues chanting, he winks.)

Astarte: (her face wrinkles with disgust as the shift in the earth revealed something)

(Rats, millions of rats were lying in wait beneath the ground. Now, they start crawling outward)

Astarte: Did you really have to? (she draws a whip and spear)