Her voice has gone terse, focus on what's happening with the mirrors rather than on modulating her tone and word choice.
"If he's starting to scent whatever's in there -- I think we should start moving faster."
She switches her staff into her burning hand, letting the flames flicker along the length of wood and metal rather than on her skin.
Then with her now-free hand she reaches over and snags Lesgle's arm.
"Let's start with a brisk walk. I don't know if running is going to make this easier for us, or just get the mirrors all excited. Liranan, with me!"
The mabari starts backing up then, eyes and teeth still firmly and definitively between his bipedal company and the less-bipedal-by-the-minute reflections.
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Her voice has gone terse, focus on what's happening with the mirrors rather than on modulating her tone and word choice.
"If he's starting to scent whatever's in there -- I think we should start moving faster."
She switches her staff into her burning hand, letting the flames flicker along the length of wood and metal rather than on her skin.
Then with her now-free hand she reaches over and snags Lesgle's arm.
"Let's start with a brisk walk. I don't know if running is going to make this easier for us, or just get the mirrors all excited. Liranan, with me!"
The mabari starts backing up then, eyes and teeth still firmly and definitively between his bipedal company and the less-bipedal-by-the-minute reflections.