K'aijeen darted behind Thal and grabbed hold of the bolt with her free hand. Her tattered body didn't move as naturally as it might have, arms swinging a bit more, spine bent forward by instincts telling her to protect the wounds on her torso. But she was able to get enough leverage -- by kicking Thal in the back at the place where the bolt pierced him -- to rip the metal shaft out of him and let it fall to the dirt.
As she stumbled, she swung the branch in her other hand toward the dirt, generating a brief green glow and a gust of wind that threw dirt up behind Thal. The hiss of more bolts oncoming came from that direction. The dirt vexed their aim and they thudded in the dirt around them. She returned to Thal in the next instant, "We should run to the tribe! They'll help."
The sundrakes were close enough that the snapping of their teeth was audible.
As she stumbled, she swung the branch in her other hand toward the dirt, generating a brief green glow and a gust of wind that threw dirt up behind Thal. The hiss of more bolts oncoming came from that direction. The dirt vexed their aim and they thudded in the dirt around them. She returned to Thal in the next instant, "We should run to the tribe! They'll help."
The sundrakes were close enough that the snapping of their teeth was audible.
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