"Maybe." Thal bared his teeth in a rebellious grin that went unseen behind the Woodwailer mask, though he was far from happy. He kept taking slow steps around to one side, anxious to figure out an escape plan. He could make out the shadow of another tunnel to his right, unblocked by the Amal'jaa hunter. Of course, it could very well just lead him deeper into more Amal'jaa - or it could take him somewhere he could sneak his way out of. What was another miqo'te thrall of Ifrit, after all, so long as K'ile went unrecognized.
"If you kill me, you can't get your revenge anyway. So I think I'll kill this guy on my own terms - and that would be, not here." Before he'd even finished speaking, he was running, lunging to the side and ducking down in anticipation of the hunter releasing his bolt.
"If you kill me, you can't get your revenge anyway. So I think I'll kill this guy on my own terms - and that would be, not here." Before he'd even finished speaking, he was running, lunging to the side and ducking down in anticipation of the hunter releasing his bolt.
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