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Haven of Beasts
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Gwen collapses by somebody's house. 'What is wrong with me? I didn't get roughed up that much' Gwen thinks to herself. She touches the back of her head. Her fingers picking up blood, which quickly washes away in the rain. She had forgotten about this wound, but now that she knows it's there, it hurts. She shuts her eyes. 'Blood loss, that's what's wrong with me' she doesn't want to die like this. But she can't even stand up right now. She curls up in the grass, shivering. At least she can have peace knowing that if she dies, she took down the devil with her... If only she landed a deadlier strick on Talla.
Madrial charged in, throwing knives and shoving them down the griffin’s throats. He looked up to see 2 people on a building, and he grinned.
*One of the messengers was riding through the woods and noticed Gwen. They got off of their horse and walked towards her* Miss? Are you okay?
The TBs have now gotten more daring. Two swoop down past Talla. Each time their talons inch closer to hitting her face. While they distract Talla, another swoops down and lands on her shoulder. It hits her with her wings and tries to peck her face
A group circle around Madrial, they all do similar things. They swoop past him, but rather than try to land on him they focus on trying to swipe his face with their talons
*The messenger felt the wound. She saw alot of blood just on her two fingers.* Your gonna be fine. Here *She grabbed a flask and gave it to Gwen* Drink this. It will help take your mind off the pain
(Are they Thunderbirds or griffins? I'm so confused)
Gwen flinches from the slight pressure. She shakily grabs the flask from the messenger and drinks it. "Thank you" she tells the messenger. She shuts her eyes, trying to focus on not fainting.
*The messenger picked Gwen up and put her on the horse. She then got on* Hang in there. *Her horse started moving. She heard rustling behind her and turned to see two cloaks with bow and arrows. One fired an arrow and it hit her hand and the other fired and the arrow went right threw her chest. She went forward, but the horse carried on to the poor kingdom*