It's a tempting thing, for certain, to leave the wolf behind and just grab the girl, but Daud's certain that would land him a torch to the face for his troubles, and besides -- he has a job to do. He handles Theseus's weight easily, gathering the weight of her hindquarters on one arm and letting her hook over her forelimbs over the other, effectively leaving him unable to fight short of deciding to throw the wolf at something's head. It's a gamble, trusting he can make it there in time, trying to ignore the distant awareness of half of him in the skies overhead.
"Move," he orders, gruffly, not answering the question. He sets a pace as fast as he dares, gritting his teeth as they draw closer to the flames of the outpost and the promise of heat and a fire that can't be easily snuffed. A body leaps and goes for them, only to be rebuffed, and Daud grunts approval.
"Good," he tells her, "Keep it up." But Ellie won't have an easy time as their enemies grow bolder. Their bodies shapeshift and change, taking on new forms that might offer a better chance of bringing down their targets, and Daud finally breaks out into a run, shouting for Ellie to follow.
Time. They need more time. Mercy barrels out of the sky once more to scratch her claws over the face of an imp that nearly succeeds as snatching at Ellie's legs, shrieking in fury; a wide-swinging shadow limb catches her right on the side, slamming her out of the air and onto the ground. Daud feels the impact like a kick to his own ribs, but right now, he can't afford to stop and second-guess himself. More shadows are already moving to try and get ahead of them, close the gap between them and the doorway.
He can't teleport more than one living being effectively, but what he can do is tug on his magic to send him and Theseus hurtling forward through space, teleporting the short distance to the door and landing with a jolt; Daud pivots as soon as his feet hit the ground, throwing out a hand and using his will to cast another spell -- this one, to catch Ellie up and yank him to his side. The blunt impact against his side becomes something that feels like a tearing burn as the shadow sinks its claws into Mercy, wings beating frantically in a futile attempt to get free. The struggle can hardly even be seen, only the osprey's agonized cries echoing in the dark.
let me know if this works!
"Move," he orders, gruffly, not answering the question. He sets a pace as fast as he dares, gritting his teeth as they draw closer to the flames of the outpost and the promise of heat and a fire that can't be easily snuffed. A body leaps and goes for them, only to be rebuffed, and Daud grunts approval.
"Good," he tells her, "Keep it up." But Ellie won't have an easy time as their enemies grow bolder. Their bodies shapeshift and change, taking on new forms that might offer a better chance of bringing down their targets, and Daud finally breaks out into a run, shouting for Ellie to follow.
Time. They need more time. Mercy barrels out of the sky once more to scratch her claws over the face of an imp that nearly succeeds as snatching at Ellie's legs, shrieking in fury; a wide-swinging shadow limb catches her right on the side, slamming her out of the air and onto the ground. Daud feels the impact like a kick to his own ribs, but right now, he can't afford to stop and second-guess himself. More shadows are already moving to try and get ahead of them, close the gap between them and the doorway.
He can't teleport more than one living being effectively, but what he can do is tug on his magic to send him and Theseus hurtling forward through space, teleporting the short distance to the door and landing with a jolt; Daud pivots as soon as his feet hit the ground, throwing out a hand and using his will to cast another spell -- this one, to catch Ellie up and yank him to his side. The blunt impact against his side becomes something that feels like a tearing burn as the shadow sinks its claws into Mercy, wings beating frantically in a futile attempt to get free. The struggle can hardly even be seen, only the osprey's agonized cries echoing in the dark.