“NO!”
The ocean mare screams mightily, the single word ripping from her throat with enough force to make it hurt, but she doesn’t care. She only sees Kaos’ black smoke, thick and deadly, poisoning her home and draining the life from the land like a mosquito drinks blood. The monster’s eerie voice seems to hang in the air, tangible words that slither across her skin and make her shiver, haunting as the Basin begins to die right before her eyes.
Tiamat cannot watch this happen—she cannot simply stand by and watch while the home she holds so dear is razed to nothing. Tears stream down her cheeks, but instead of being reduced to numbness and despair like she had when the Time God left them, the sight of Kaos here is enough to ignite something within the sweet, docile maiden. With a ferocity that is entirely foreign to her, she rears and lashes out at the smoke, ignoring how it stings. “No! You can’t do this!” Tiamat nearly snarls, her voice underlined with sobs that tremble across her whole frame.
For the first time in her life, she tastes hate.
“You can’t take our home away from us!” The mare’s teeth are bared, lips quivering, her fragile mind lost to this foreign darkness and this terrible monster. She goes to dive into the black fog, to fight, but suddenly her whale is there—Nimue darts in front of her bonded and pushes back, preventing Tiamat from losing herself in the abyss forever. The Leviathan tries to encourage Tiamat to leave, to flee with the rest, but the mare only screams harder.
Again, she lashes out at the smoke, stumbling blindly forward. With a high-pitched squeal of alarm, Nimue suddenly unleashes something she never has before—magic. Erupting from the orca’s blowhole is a spray of hot water, enough to dissipate the fog where Tiamat charges and effectively distracting the distraught mare. She tosses her head, balancing on shaking legs. “You can’t do this!” The ocean maiden cries at the monster, tears continuously wetting her cheeks while her fragile heart breaks.
“Speech.”
|
From the deep sea of clouds, to the island of the moon, Carry me on the waves.
|
.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
⇒
[SWP] The beginning of the end :: it continues
