[IRP] Warpath of the Wolf: The Plunder of Khaltet

[Flying Magic User]

A piece of rubble not far from Belphe lifted up from the ground as Fess pushed it away from on top of her, coughing as she did. Still attached to her like some sort of parasite, Robert clung even then coughing as much as she did.

"This is the last time I go anywhere when the lights are off," she grumbled to herself. Then she heard an unwanted yet familiar voice ask if she was around.

"I am, I am," she replied, memory of that blasted heat draft of air that pulled them down annoyingly fresh. She stood up and tried to dust her, well, mostly Robert, off. Then she remembered why they'd taken off to start with.

"There was more of them outside along the wall, we had to take off to get away only to get crashed right back down." She looked down, "At least this child made it with us, think you could peel him off of me?"