Shepherd Cinder Disorder, 2vsDC2, hit
Priya Cinder Dreams, Illusion, 4vsDC4, hit
Priya Cinder Manifest, partial failure
Billy seemed like an incorrigible joker. Although she didn't like her concern being dismissed, Priya chuckled softly as he went on, confused, but good-natured about it.
“No?” she said with a perplexed smile.
“Just, you know... The bird seemed-”
A strange humming filled the air and the world around her quivered with magic. The thing that had scared her first companion had caught up with them with its slow, but steady gait. This time, her new companion went slack, his eyes drawn to the lantern. His sudden silence drew Priya's attention and she caught his look. Alarm shivered through her.
Glancing around, Priya finally caught sight of the thing. She stiffened. As a creature that ran through dreams and nightmares, it wasn't the strangest thing she'd ever seen. The part that made her non-existant heart clench was the fact that it was
here, in the
real world.
“Billy!” she called softly, trying to grasp his arm, but unable to touch him. His living energy sizzled across her skin, but her fingers moved through him like cool mist on the skin, and she made a fearful noise. If she couldn't move him, then what could she do?
The approaching figure put a lump in her throat and the temptation was to run. She was quick as a fox, she could get out of there... But then what would happen to Billy? Wringing her fingers, Priya turned in a circle, looking around on the verge of tears and panic. If she were with Algy, what would he do?
Stand and fight, probably. Oh, she hated that, but if she had to tell her dragon friend about this, she didn't want to report that she left someone to the mercy of a monster. With an unconscious little sob, Priya scooted in front of Billy, her trembling shoulders practically pressed against his front as she put herself between him and the shuffling creature down the street.
The spirit waved her hand and stars shot from her fingertips. Clouds of color formed around the frame of stars, a constellation given form as light flashed within it like lightning. A full-sized lion prowled out of the dream-dust, a form made of moving night sky. The great luminous beast charged at the creature, but it stopped its prowl to flit to the side, neatly but narrowly dodging its claws.
In response, the lantern flared with shadows and magic tore across her body. She cried out as her form flickered and distorted like a bad hologram, and the spririt felt every spot where she broke. She felt like a cracked mirror, pain burning in every slice.
Priya Luck 3/4
Shepherd Luck 5/6