Ahri squints against the bright flare of light, instinctively raising a hand to shield her eyes. This must be the power that Zelda had spoken to, the ability to seal away evil and darkness.
Her grip on the branch is preventing the Brutok from hauling her away any further, and from the angry edge to their creaking noises, they're none too happy about it. But it does make it easier to grab them, Ahri's hands coming down again and again to pluck a Brutok off Zelda and fling it away.
The final few obviously weigh their options, looking at their currently-on-fire fellows scattered around the forest floor, and decide to run, skittering into the gloom of the forest.
Ahri still looks on edge, her tails held in a threatening display, but her hands are gentle as she brushes flecks of bark off Zelda's arms, checking to see if their grip had hurt her. "Are you injured?"
no subject
Her grip on the branch is preventing the Brutok from hauling her away any further, and from the angry edge to their creaking noises, they're none too happy about it. But it does make it easier to grab them, Ahri's hands coming down again and again to pluck a Brutok off Zelda and fling it away.
The final few obviously weigh their options, looking at their currently-on-fire fellows scattered around the forest floor, and decide to run, skittering into the gloom of the forest.
Ahri still looks on edge, her tails held in a threatening display, but her hands are gentle as she brushes flecks of bark off Zelda's arms, checking to see if their grip had hurt her. "Are you injured?"