Though he felt no pain from the bolt, Thal more than felt the force of its impact. The miqo'te staggered forward, grunting, and dropped his unconscious charge. His ears pressed back at the blaring of a horn as he struggled to maintain his footing, dropping to one knee.
"Get down, now," he snapped at Aijeen and felt around the bolt that protruded from his chest. The weight of it made it awkward to stand, and he could feel it pulling on muscle and bone. He tried not to think about the details as his mind kicked into survival mode. They were surrounded, hunters behind them, drakes in front. He recalled his earlier fight with the beasts and had no wish to repeat it. "We need to run." He needed to get this thing out of him.
"Get down, now," he snapped at Aijeen and felt around the bolt that protruded from his chest. The weight of it made it awkward to stand, and he could feel it pulling on muscle and bone. He tried not to think about the details as his mind kicked into survival mode. They were surrounded, hunters behind them, drakes in front. He recalled his earlier fight with the beasts and had no wish to repeat it. "We need to run." He needed to get this thing out of him.
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