[She does have to admit that in spite of coverage, it is somewhat quicker to maneuver in the odd clothing choices CERES employed. The demon sticks to the underbrush of the trees, more large roots near the ground like this than branches and limbs. She reasons with herself that if need be she can take to the tree canopy but the creature would naturally follow her upwards as well. She was unsure of the range the man behind her had on that fire of his and uncertain of what other skills he possessed. Lower to the ground would be easier for him at this point.
While the moments of dodging tendrils and hopping over tree roots are harrowing somewhere in the back of her mind, she can't dwell on them. Too much had happened today already and she almost welcomes the rush of adrenaline pumping through her now.
The moss on one tree is slick and she slips briefly but recovers with a brief stumble. The creature itself is breaking right on through the trees, now and then howling it's displeasure. It's reducing carbs, not looking for cardio!]
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While the moments of dodging tendrils and hopping over tree roots are harrowing somewhere in the back of her mind, she can't dwell on them. Too much had happened today already and she almost welcomes the rush of adrenaline pumping through her now.
The moss on one tree is slick and she slips briefly but recovers with a brief stumble. The creature itself is breaking right on through the trees, now and then howling it's displeasure. It's reducing carbs, not looking for cardio!]