Izzabelle cocks her head to the side and holds onto Sericon as he carries her. She has no idea who this Orion person is? Perhaps the one that she saw just before she appeared in the retched forest. Who ever this Orion was, she wanted to hunt them, and hurt them for separating her from her bonded. “An Orb?” Izzabelle questions her voice so low it might not have been heard. There was something that she wasn’t remembering but she couldn’t recall for the life of her what it was.
Laughing she throws her arms around his shoulders and hugs him even tighter then before. Her spiders follow them keeping to the trees, attacking those that sought to bring harm to the bonded.
The Smell of death is one that she will always remember, although she cannot recall why. or how. Her skin crawls and her body trembles slightly in both fear and anticipation. She moves so that her back is to Sericon’s. If they were to be ambushed they stood the best chance fighting back to back.
Izzabelle cannot help but let out a “Whoop!” of joy when her Bonded’s vessel appears hovering in the air before them. Just in time to it would seem, for ahead of them in the forest these horrific creatures start to shamble out. What might of once been demons, and other fey creatures lurch towards them. Their bodies rotting, and decaying. The smell even from this distance enough to make you start to choke and gag. Atop their heads were these twisted mushroom like beings. Izzabelle notices that some of the demons and fey aren’t as decayed as the others, still they move as though possessed. Breaking through the trees these ungainly monstrosities shambled towards where Sericon and her stood.
Seeing her bonded pressing runes built into his gloves has Izzabelled swiftly recalling her spiders. Taking a deep breath in she sucks them from the forest, back into the safety of the nest within. For a brief moment her body becomes grotesquely distorted, before returning to normal. with a flash they are inside the vessel, and away from those horrid things. There’s a series of loud bangs as the disgusting creatures lift large boulders and throw them at the hovering vessel. Izzabelle stumbles as the ship jerks slightly after being struck by an exceptionally large rock.
Izzabelle nods her head at the mention of taking off quickly. “Damn what type of messed up place is this?” she asks herself, just as much as she was her bonded. Izzabelle sits on the edge of her seat for a brief second until Sericon mentions holding on tight. Laughing she throws her arms around him and hold on tight for a brief second. before dropping back into the co-pilots seat.
Once the engines were engaged, and the ship moved. Izzabelle felt and invisible barrier form around her, holding her comfortably into the seat that she occupied. Looking back she could see the colossal hound glaring at them. Along the ground she could see what looked like thousand of those rotting, shambling, possessed corpses. Looking she notices that the sky seems darker in a certain area. No! that darkness was moving, hundreds of felbats screeched and dove towards the vessel. Behind them Izzabelle could see a massive ball of energy forming in the great hounds mouth. She looks around the ship then to her bonded, “where’s the damn weapons system on this ship?” she blurts out.