《Ice Queen By Wi1dBi11》chapter 4 terror
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FT/ Frozen Terror POV
Staring into its eyes I saw an amount of anger to march my own when I had saw the damage done to it.
I was shocked and yet even though it was looking at me I felt that the anger wasn't in fact directed towards me but as if she was angry at something incorporeal. Suddenly she froze and her eyes widened
as she slowly looked up my body and into my eyes. I grinned finally only took her a day and a half to wake up. Not sure when I began to think of it as a her but I am fairly certain looking directly upon her that it is indeed a female. Her eyes where wide as she started at my smile. She sat as if she was frozen in place. It was rather comical finally she calmed done some and relaxed as if resigned to some horrid fate. I couldn't help it as I collapsed onto my back laughing. After hugging my my self and rolled around trying not to die of laughter. I might have even kicked my legs a little. I rolled onto my stomach
and propped my head up again the look had gone from fear to an equal amount of anger... I blinked slowly and smiled. She suddenly started to laugh. It was high and clear like crystal chimes. She reached
out a hand to me palm down and I rolled to my feet and helped her up. She told me her name was Khione and I nodded showing I understood. As I didn’t quite trust myself to talk. After this half introduction she turned towards a far off mountain waved at me to follow and started walking without even glancing back to check if I was there. I felt slightly offended at this but followed her none the less.
I caught up pretty quickly using my longer legs to my advantage but I slowed down to fall in step beside her.
She didn’t slow down much if at all except for when she stopped sat down and pulled out a loaf of bread. She even kindly offered me one which I took. The look in her eyes when she dropped it into my hand was kind of strange with an odd glint in it. Ignoring this I opened my mouth and dropped the whole loaf in and tried to chew. This didn't work out so well when I felt one of my teeth fracture in my
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mouth. I frowned as I looked down at her as she had burst out laughing at me when I had tried to eat it.
She took another bite of hers and I found that by eating that horror and death educing bread I had much more respect for her than before. After she was finished (spite that crap out as fast as I could)
we stood back up and continued our travels. We had long past interred a series of canyons most of it was uneventful in-till about half way through when I saw some hideous creatures they had four arms and six canines with an equal number of eyes. There was a party of six of them and I noticed that Khione
had stopped a little ways back and was studying them then she looked at me as if in challenge.
I blinked slowly at her she couldn't mean. Could she ? She crossed her arms in front of her and began to tap her left foot. Whatever I sighed inwardly and trotted towards the Creatures they blinked slowly at me as if confused that is in-till I picked one of them up and ripped it in half. The other five rushed me from all sides. However I wasn't scared at all as I towered over them. Grabbing two by the throat with my lower arms I flung them into two others knocking them down. I lunged forward grabbing the only one not incapacitated my the head and shoulder snapping its head to the side I whipped my head forward with my mouth wide open allowing my canines to ripe through its throat spraying hot tangy blood onto my my face and into my mouth. Throwing the mangled creature away for later. I turned to my left towards two other who had recovered from the collision, but where paralyzed in fear gripping the first by its shoulders I tightened the fingers on my lower right and into a curved point and thrust it up through its belly and ripped its still beating heart out. And with my left and I dragged the right leg of the other out from under it. Throwing the heart into my mouth I pounced on the downed creature and used the sharp edges of my upper hands thumbs to push into its skull and crush its brain.
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Right afterwords I was thrown forward as the two to the right had recovered and grabbed their clubs which I hadn't noticed leaning against the canyon wall. By their fire.
With these they had hit me both in the back and on my head sending my body tumbling forward.
These two seemed to be seasoned in combat as they took a guarded stance using a four handed grip on their clubs. Which looked rather clumsy at first in-till I took a step forward and they spun both right and left sweeping their clubs down behind my knees throwing me onto my back using the momentum of their first attacks they swung their clubs low. I rolled right as fast as possible dodging one club narrowly but the other shattered my upper left arm. I did manage to drag down the one I had rolled towards. I quickly rolled forwards over its body and in passing hooked my forward right fingers into its
jaw ripping it off its face before I collided with the canyon wall. I dived to my right using the momentum of my rebound. Everything was slightly distorted but I could make out the last one stepping towards me. Crouching down my lower left hand touched a rock which I quickly coiled into my hand
spinning in my half crouch I used the force of this to lose the rock at its knees I missed the right but it did crash into the inner side of the left spinning the creature to its knees. I lunged forward right after the throw only to feel its club crash into my stomach. Knocking me to the ground. Sweeping its club down slightly over its head forcing me to duck it used the force for a second swing this one straight down. Using my legs and lower hands I dived up and into his attack allowing its hands and pummel of the club to hit me on my already shattered left side using my lower left and upper right to rise it slightly off the ground I punched my lower right hand trough its stomach grabbing its spin and ripping it side ways. With this I throw it to the ground and crushed its last bit of life with my right heel.
Standing up I started to shake badly and fell to my knees the pain of my shattered arm finally making its way into my brain crippling me with the agony. As I looked around I saw Khione calmly sitting on a rock a little ways away eating an other piece of that horrid bread and she just wave at my slightly.
With a rather smug look on her face. I crumpled to the ground feeling the world go black.
Khione POV
watching Terror fight was the most amazing thing I had ever seen in my life and I was very pleased with my new skills. Completely wiping any past misgivings about losing my lifeline.
As I watched him crush the skull in of the last one he sank to his knees and slowly looked around when he spotted me I waved at at him. Pleased with his skills that is in till it just collapsed on the ground like a puppet with its strings cut. Sliding off my seat I felt somewhat guilty at making him fight them all.
Walking over to him I used my ice connection to from a sphere of ice over him nine layers thick sitting down beside his egg I asked the ice to heal him placing both hands on his sphere and closed my eyes looking through my ice connection at all the damage done to him both external and internal. The outer shell of his being was flowing back together as if it had never broken and his shattered arm was slowly regenerating absorbing up ice into him body to repair the damage. It was extremely slow and if I even moved my hand slightly away it stopped altogether. Resting my head on my hands I went to sleep
hoping I didn't have to be awake to manage his healing. I would check when I woke up to make sure....
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