They were doing so well. Getting away from the debris, getting to somewhere they could really help, really do something...
And then the darkness hits and it's as if she's in the void again. Even with her wings, she starts to feel herself drift downward, eyes welling with tears under the force of her own regrets. Her leg hurts, everything hurts, she can't see, she can't see-
And then there's light.
There's light, and with a choke, Carly flaps her wings and regains a steady hover, this time drawing her bow. "Not...this time..!" she cries, arms shaking as she forms an arrow of hellfire. "...I won't give in, not this time..!"
...
Her aim might not be great, all things considered. (But she's firing An Arrow, so that's great.)
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And then the darkness hits and it's as if she's in the void again. Even with her wings, she starts to feel herself drift downward, eyes welling with tears under the force of her own regrets. Her leg hurts, everything hurts, she can't see, she can't see-
And then there's light.
There's light, and with a choke, Carly flaps her wings and regains a steady hover, this time drawing her bow. "Not...this time..!" she cries, arms shaking as she forms an arrow of hellfire. "...I won't give in, not this time..!"
...
Her aim might not be great, all things considered. (But she's firing An Arrow, so that's great.)