In the glimmering light of Liv’s shield, Robyn saw the creature looking directly at her with its malevolent glowing eye. The other was bleeding profusely, Rel’s dagger still firmly in the socket.
Robyn doesn’t know what it said, but she heard the gutterral words and saw its mouth moving. She knew enough about magic to at least see when a spell, whatever it is, is being levelled at her.
She moved to bolt away, practiced at dodging fireballs and their like, but this was neither of those things. There was no dodging whatever this creature did, the wrenching lurch deep in her gut, the nausea rising up her throat like a crashing tidal wave.
This was unlike anything she had experienced before. It felt like her guts and stomach were being grabbed and twisted as they tried to expel whatever it was that was ailing her. Rations and bile came first, then the unmistakable iron tang of blood. Even when she knew she had nothing left inside, the blood kept coming until she was shaking, her hand against the damp cave wall to hold herself up.
Not here. Not today. Not now.
Robyn forced herself to look up, glaring at the creature with as much animosity as she could muster, defiantly spitting the remnants of blood and bile in its direction. She gripped her bow tighter, digging her feet as best she could to get purchase on the damp stone.
She felt weak and drained, like a breeze would blow her over, but she wasn’t going to give up now. She couldn’t. Not here, not today, not now. One more shot.
It was another splash of water that took Robyn to the floor, the sharp sting of leeches biting into her skin, sapping the last of her strength away. She hit the ground, the sharp smell of blood, bile and poison burning in her nose and then fading away as her consciousness did. She tried to grip her bow tight but there was no strength in her fingers. One more shot. She fought to keep her eyes open, trying to focus on the light of Liv’s shield, but it seemed to be getting dimmer by the moment, drifting further away into darkness.
Not here, not today, not now. Not here, not today…
By the Shepherd, please. Don’t leave me in the dark.