Well. Carly can certainly deliver. Drawing her bow, she aims at what she can pretty well guess is the Mother's body, forming an arrow of that persisting burning flame. She draws, and she fires- landing the shots best she can toward where the screaming had been and toward what few details of machine she can tell apart, Carly's own face marred by rage and exhaustion both.
It takes her energy to burn this fire after all.
Eventually she starts running out of steam however- finally collapsing to the ground and. "A-AAAHCK-!"
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Well. Carly can certainly deliver. Drawing her bow, she aims at what she can pretty well guess is the Mother's body, forming an arrow of that persisting burning flame. She draws, and she fires- landing the shots best she can toward where the screaming had been and toward what few details of machine she can tell apart, Carly's own face marred by rage and exhaustion both.
It takes her energy to burn this fire after all.
Eventually she starts running out of steam however- finally collapsing to the ground and. "A-AAAHCK-!"
Annnnd she's discovered the broken leg.