No.21
And, so, we begin. The tale starts off with the opening of the well. With the door pushed open, a tight stream of water shoots into the air. A thundering roar echoes throughout the forest as the ground quakes with the pressure of the incoming waves. A resounding explosion bursts forth at the impact of the powerful forces colliding with the rocks and nearby trees.
No.30
>>21As the vibrations shake the surrounding cliffs and bellows throughout the mountains, Ga'nek'il awakens. At once, the whispers, the screams, the howling rage of the wind, the profound presence of the rapidly devouring water all ring within her head. Loudly wailing, she drops to her knees, the pain causing her to double.
No.34
>>30>>30
Silence.
As quietly as possible, Rasu pulled back on the strings. A small company of Zer'fil stood before him. Breath abated, the string snapped as the arrow noiselessly soared through the air. A split second later, his target, a beefy Zer'fil standing at 8 feet, flayed his arms in the air as his neck was struck and subsequently pierced.
At once, the other Zer'fil arose to their feet, weapons at the ready. Snarling in their strange, hoarse tongue at each other, they quickly rounded up into positions. One threw himself behind a table, having hopped over its top and flipped it over. Another roared in the air, pressing a button upon his wrist. A shield pillowed out around him. A third, a small but rather mobile Zer'fil, had slithered off into the shadows.
Of course, Rasu thought to himself as he chuckled. Preparing another arrow, his breath became longer, calmer. Focusing intensely, the tip pointed towards the shield bearer. Tighter and further back Resu pulled, until any further would guarantee a snapping. As he released, Resu bellowed, "Offensio Exitium!"
The arrow screamed through the air, a bright red flame suddenly appearing at its rear. Its tips burst into a bright greenish-red glow. As the Zer'fil laid eyes upon the arrow, they grew wide with fear. And then the arrow connected.