Thread:FunAndGamess/@comment-39024013-20190813093354/@comment-39042010-20190814135204

Agatha feels a taloned paw clench her shoulder, whipping her back through the air. She lands on a black surface, furred and sleek, every muscle pounding. It streaks away, running toward the nearby Koroto River.

The Darkheart runs with her.

"The stone will save us now," she hears the melodious rumbling voice whisper. "Hold my horns if you begin to fall. I have no interest in stealing your heirloom, and I don't see what they find so captivating about gathering the Ten."