[That voice- a wash of relief ran through her as she recognised him, and she scrambled to reach his side. Or, at least, as close as she dared without running into the blades he'd called around himself.
Movement was getting harder though, and it was becoming apparent she would need to fuse with her familiar sooner or later to keep going.]
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Movement was getting harder though, and it was becoming apparent she would need to fuse with her familiar sooner or later to keep going.]
Somnus- you're not hurt, are you?