Post by gone-astrayy on Aug 17, 2019 19:46:58 GMT -6
Evalynn | Artisan
As quickly as the fighting and screaming had began, it took a little while longer for it to slowly dwindle down. But dwindling it was. Slowly, but surely they were working together to subdue the slaves. Evalynn wished she could've reasoned with literally any of them, but they had been pushed far past their breaking points. She knew the inevitable fate that would befall them, and she did not relish the thought at all. But now was not the time to dwell on these thoughts.
After securing the labor slave in her forge, she ran back out, and saw the dive bombing Pegasus from earlier- an Architect if she remembered correctly- swooping down again, just missing a slave, but watching Regal use the distraction to yank the bow from the slaves grip. Glancing up and down the street, she realized this was the last one. Sliding in as Regal moved away with the bow, the Artisan launched herself at the slave. Unlike the others, this one seemed healthier, still a decent weight, and muscles that weren't born from years- or a whole lifetime- of slave labor. They were a new slave, if she had to guess, and had a fiery defiant rage glinting in her eyes. Guilt once again filled her stomach, but she didn't even have a chance to quell the emotion when the slave lunged at her, teeth shining with spittle as she attacked.
Arching back, Evalynn felt the teeth grazing harmlessly off her scales. Not for the first time, she was thankful for the added protection they gave her. The blacksmith jerked her head, using her antlers to force her opponent away from her. She didn't expect for her antlers to snag though, nor was she expecting to hear a pained yelp as her antlers pierced the mares coat, blood blooming as her antlers trailed a path down her body. Twisting away, she felt her antlers rip again, tearing from the slaves body forcefully. She watched, horrified as blood began to quickly drip from the slaves side; It didn't appear to be a mortal wound, but it certainly didn't feel great, and would require medical attention.
"Just stop! You've got nothing to gain anymore. You're outnumbered and injured, please don't make this worse for yourself." She tried, though she knew it would fall on deaf ears, once again to persuade at least one of them to stop of their own volition.
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