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Vanessa Ives ([personal profile] matermali) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2022-11-11 04:26 am (UTC)

[ Further down, the smaller minotaur with its own three heads waits, daring to lunge forward with its noose to catch the great beast by one of its paws.

Vanessa can hear the retreating echoes of battle lead to unknown territory, and she can feel Cerberus make after the beast, with the streams of bats spiraling after them both. Kill it. She yanks to try and free her wrist, not to make chase, but to be rid of anyone that would dare to confine or interrupt her. He doesn't know what he's doing.

Her own eyes narrow and she yanks again to catch him off balance (lie down with that head injury, dear), lunging again to stand over him with a hiss of indignation. She's too caught up in completing her spell. The minotaur still lives. He doesn't know what he's doing. ]


Ye non hun wesrat horri! Etsoo an esee uumezhdesi. [ You have no power over me! You will obey me. ]

[ No matter when the words were first formed for the human tongue, the power behind them is primordial; a power that lived in the dark when nothing else existed, not even time. Whatever shadows linger in him belong to her, and if she must command those before she can return to nurturing her beasts and seeing them through to the end, then so be it. ]

Etsi hunak non kareenkhe dünasse. Eksleebire! [ You cannot resist. Leave me! ]

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