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The giant demon was still running forward, his might gait throwing up debris every time a talon hit the ground. Glory stood, legs spread apart, in fair imitation of stoicism. There was no way she could face this one directly, head on. The massive size itself prevented any of that bravery nonsense. It could break her in two like a twig…

She was very conscious of her duty to protect Audra, which had been laid on her by the witch. This little mortal girl was important in a way that she couldn't quite foresee. And if this was something she had to do to help her friends… to get Loki back, the old one, the fun one… Even if this was the most worthless, brainless task ever, she would just have to suck it up and do it, no matter how much she wanted to twist the girl's neck and toss her into the nearest ocean.

Which mean that she had to find a way to combat this monstrous freak of nature.

Just as she was thinking desperately of this, standing protectively in front of the younger girl, the earth exploded beneath their feet. Iron spikes drove through rocks, and then flesh. There was a stench in the air of metal and blood, though it was amazing that her nose wasn't entirely immune to this sort of thing by now, really. It was amazing what one noticed at a time like this. Like how there was no wind at all and no moisture in the air even though she should be sweating like a pig in the slaughterhouse and all the rocks in the world must make a geodesic dome because each and every one was jutting its pointed end somewhere in her body and how very close she could feel the dirt to her skin and all she could think about was going home, preferably alive, and taking a long hot bath.

She slammed her fists to the ground and fought to make her legs work properly through the violent convulsions that must be coming from this new attack. Yet another layer of dirt and grim – red, but not the same natural color as before, in the desert storm – coated her entire body, clouding her sight and burning the inside of her nostrils.

Glory yelped, and then caught her breath. Sharp pains stabbed at her chest and lungs. "Audra!" She found the girl nearby. Something cold and hard wrapped around her ankle. She didn't dare look to see what it was – probably not a hand, she suspected.

The giant had been decimated, but what had replaced it was so much worse.

She heaved another difficult breath. "Audra!" she yelled. "Go up the mountain!" There was a bit of greenery through the red haze, a glimpse of the tree line ahead, towards the peak. She could hardly see the girl. Maybe every thing was floating above her head, or the sense of proportion was as lackluster in performance as every… She could be swimming for the shooting pains in her chest and ankle. Her head spun. What was under her feet might not be soil, but then again, how was anyone to know?

She gave Audra a hard shove in the right direction – now was no time for sweet and gentle lovingkindness – just as her whole world began to shake again. With the girl out of the way, she could focus on the real problem. Survival, naturally. But she couldn't even reach up to wipe the dirt from her eyes and hard scaled tentacles as cold as a rush of northerly wind wrapped around her torso so that she could hardly breath, much less cry out. She could not have been more light headed if she'd been given a lobotomy. Goosebumps broke out across every inch of bare flesh.

The sedative in the monster's venom took swift effect, despite the young woman's thrashing. She lapsed into unconsciousness without further protest, tensed muscles falling limp.

Description
The giant demon was still running forward, his might gait throwing up debris every time a talon hit the ground. Glory stood, legs spread apart, in fair imitation of stoicism. There was no way she could face this one directly, head on. The massive size itself prevented any of that bravery nonsense. It could break her in two like a twig…

She was very conscious of her duty to protect Audra, which had been laid on her by the witch. This little mortal girl was important in a way that she couldn't quite foresee. And if this was something she had to do to help her friends… to get Loki back, the old one, the fun one… Even if this was the most worthless, brainless task ever, she would just have to suck it up and do it, no matter how much she wanted to twist the girl's neck and toss her into the nearest ocean.

Which mean that she had to find a way to combat this monstrous freak of nature.

Just as she was thinking desperately of this, standing protectively in front of the younger girl, the earth exploded beneath their feet. Iron spikes drove through rocks, and then flesh. There was a stench in the air of metal and blood, though it was amazing that her nose wasn't entirely immune to this sort of thing by now, really. It was amazing what one noticed at a time like this. Like how there was no wind at all and no moisture in the air even though she should be sweating like a pig in the slaughterhouse and all the rocks in the world must make a geodesic dome because each and every one was jutting its pointed end somewhere in her body and how very close she could feel the dirt to her skin and all she could think about was going home, preferably alive, and taking a long hot bath.

She slammed her fists to the ground and fought to make her legs work properly through the violent convulsions that must be coming from this new attack. Yet another layer of dirt and grim – red, but not the same natural color as before, in the desert storm – coated her entire body, clouding her sight and burning the inside of her nostrils.

Glory yelped, and then caught her breath. Sharp pains stabbed at her chest and lungs. "Audra!" She found the girl nearby. Something cold and hard wrapped around her ankle. She didn't dare look to see what it was – probably not a hand, she suspected.

The giant had been decimated, but what had replaced it was so much worse.

She heaved another difficult breath. "Audra!" she yelled. "Go up the mountain!" There was a bit of greenery through the red haze, a glimpse of the tree line ahead, towards the peak. She could hardly see the girl. Maybe every thing was floating above her head, or the sense of proportion was as lackluster in performance as every… She could be swimming for the shooting pains in her chest and ankle. Her head spun. What was under her feet might not be soil, but then again, how was anyone to know?

She gave Audra a hard shove in the right direction – now was no time for sweet and gentle lovingkindness – just as her whole world began to shake again. With the girl out of the way, she could focus on the real problem. Survival, naturally. But she couldn't even reach up to wipe the dirt from her eyes and hard scaled tentacles as cold as a rush of northerly wind wrapped around her torso so that she could hardly breath, much less cry out. She could not have been more light headed if she'd been given a lobotomy. Goosebumps broke out across every inch of bare flesh.

The sedative in the monster's venom took swift effect, despite the young woman's thrashing. She lapsed into unconsciousness without further protest, tensed muscles falling limp.