[ The crashing of one tentacle is enough for her to power on through the escape without missing a single beat, and she does exactly as he says up to the part where she avoids the mud pit, which she instead swerves around haphazardly. Her hair, whipping out behind her like a golden mast, winds itself obediently around the cypress trees and thick, hanging moss she passes. Just enough to trip a very large, cumbersome monster with structurally unsound limbs...
Hopefully it'll untangle itself once the job is done, as it always seems to do. For now, she carries on, stumbling as quickly as she can through the muck. Only- ] Wait, what about you?!
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Hopefully it'll untangle itself once the job is done, as it always seems to do. For now, she carries on, stumbling as quickly as she can through the muck. Only- ] Wait, what about you?!