Day 024: Attacked
Athvor’s senses were working overtime. He was looking for any sign of trouble. He didn’t want to be caught off guard. He knew there was still a chance that something evil could be lurking around the corner. All he needed was to be attacked by a small band of over zealous hammer thugs.
Eeno was extremely curious, sprinting from house to house. He was looking for survivors, but there was just something about seeing this level of destruction. In a morbid kind of way, it was fascinating.
They had not been exploring long before Athvor froze. Eeno became aware of his alertness almost immediately. Athvor heard something and was waiting for it to move again. The sound was slight and he could barely hear it through the crackling of the burning buildings. They both scoured the area for any sign of danger.
Within moments Athvor noticed glimmers of light speeding towards him. He lifts his wing in time to stop himself from being hit. The STTEL that had been healing his body had also closed the wounts in his wings from the battle. He wouldn’t have noticed the difference if it wasn’t for the sound of metal clinking against metal.
He lifted his wing slightly, just enough to peek between the ground and his scales. There was a young female human standing down the dirt path between the remains of several buildings. She wasn’t looking at him. She was frantically looking through her pockets and feeling her belt for more objects to throw at him.
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Athvor by
Robert T Gasperson is licensed under a
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