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Hellfire Hexcavation
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As the day continued to wear on, the sun sank behind the hills that Tearen had called out so many hours earlier. Of course, by this point, Essent and Tearen were well over them. This was helped, in no small part, to the fact that the weather had held remarkably well, considering that the Fields were known for their vicious weather. Scanning the horizon, they had both noticed a swell of dark, angry clouds farther to the west of them, but the storm cell hadn’t moved.


Prime activity, most likely.


At the current moment in time, Essent was walking through a small fissure in the glacial hills, trying to trace a path through to the far side of the small mountain. Walls of ice towered over their heads on both sides, and Tearen could tell that Essent was beginning to feel a tad claustrophobic. That was good; after all, Tearen could sense a group of hungry, minds in the area.


Being who he was, they were, of course, in no real danger, but the ex-enigma wanted to see how Essent might handle herself in a life or death situation. Again, previous lessons had taught him that not all Primes had the wherewithal to handle themselves on their own. Like it or not, Tearen had formed a bond with Essent by this point, and he would not in good conscience leave her helpless.


The crow fluttered off of her shoulder and hopped a few feet down the trail.


Stay where you are for now, Essent. The shadow said in a grave tone. The pinpricks that had been tickling the back of Essent’s neck went rigid as she sensed something was wrong.


“What? What is it? Are we lost?” Essent said in a hushed tone. Tearen didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he shifted his form back to his Eldritch body. The glowing green eyes glinted brightly off of the blue ice around them, and back onto his obsidian skin. A tense minute passed before Tearen finally turned around and began to walk back towards Essent.


“Nevermind,I thought-” the Shadow started before the world seemed to explode. Essent shielded her eyes as a geyser of snow and ice erupted from beneath Tearen, enveloping the elder Prime completely. A shrill scream accompanied the outburst, and by the time the haze cleared, Essent still couldn’t see Tearen.


But she could see the giant red and white...centipede monster towering over her. Its round, compound eyes studied her closely as pulses of red-orange energy pulsed along curious armored nacelles on its sides. It also stood about twenty feet high, and that was just its reared-up front end. A scrap of Tearen’s burlap robes dangled from its chittering mandibles, and no telepathic messages came to the now very-much alone young woman.


A frozen moment blinked by, and then the Remorhaz lunged.
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued


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Hellfire Hexcavation - by Jade Harley - 05-15-2017, 12:06 AM

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