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Mar

Mar was feeling nothing but pain, heat and worse. Each time the stench from her roasted skin reached her, the scent screaming wrong as she could feel the surface blistered and bubble from her attacker's underhanded attack. The layers on the skin's surface were completely blackened by the first contact. Little holes, were skin blistered and popped, were left scattered over her back. The weaken layers underneath were left exposed to the bacteria filled air, leaving a stinging that numbed from infection. All she could feel was the heat. How rolled and settled into her skin and muscles, leaving her helpless. Her eyes were glazed over from tittering between passing out or getting her scaly ass back up. In the background, Grey's and the bitch who ate Althalus' arm sounded far off and dim. 

Sounds caught her attention as she weakly twisted her head about. Her eyesight was blurry allowing to only see a grey, red smear hopping towards her direction. Slowly, she flipped her head about to spot her scythe several feet away out of her reach, exactly where she dropped after being singed, making her inwardly curse her stupidity. Her arm feebly reached for the weapon and her fingers, followed meekly by her body, inched toward it. 

Her felt, more than heard, the beast come to a halt before her fallen form. With surprisingly gentle pressure, a single hoof landed upon her lower back. Mar hissed softly and tried to twist loose but found herself held fast. Something wet, cold and slimy oozed over her back. It hit the flesh, connecting with a cold sensation that spread through her nerves, numbing the pain receptors, caused her to immediately relax. Her muscles seemed to lose all function and crumbled into a heap while the slime continued to absorb the burns. The heat was the first to go. Yet there was still much work to do as the beast, a demon her tongue uttered in her mind on flickering it out, the bitter sulfuric taste mingled with the air,  when the creatue applied another layer. This time it was healing some of the missing patches, recreating flesh and chasing out the infectino that had started to take root. At this point, mar could lift her head enough to spot Grey's and the strange mage's fight. Sadly, until the beast was done, she couldn't join the fight quite yet. 

Roc mission

Eural uttered another curse under his breath, his body hunched over and reins whipping the horse along. He felt like his arms were about to fall off at any time now. From the corner of his eyes, he spotted the girl jerking up the vampire, tugging her into the wagon, as she let go to reload the balista. It didn't work so well. The Roc, stretching her neck out, then sent her head slamming into the wagon side  causing the bolt to fall from its rest. Eural bit his lip at the rotten luck plaguing them now and focused on not toppling from the wagon, his hand jerked out to balance himself again, while driving on the animals. 

Again the Roc made a loud, ear spliting screech that rattled his brain. He flipped his head around to see Annabeth's war axe tumble to the ground as the Roc lounged again, her deep eyes locked on their wagon. He could see the stress in the handcrafted vines and knew they wouldn't last long, some already started to come apart at the fibers with each tug of the Roc's wings. 

The drive didn't know what to do save to keep Samson and the mare from smacking into any trees. Inside he was feverishly hoping the mages knew what they were doing else him, Mr. Macbony, the two girls and likely the other crew were all goners.  

"Let there be LIGHT!" Ananbeth shouted.

Her  voice echoed, followed by a sudden flash of light and directions for him. "Eural, see if we can lead the Roc into the forest. We have to cut down it's mobility!"

"Right!" He cried back and wrench the reins into the upcoming tree gap, driving the frighten horses into the groove. The wagon rumbled in protest while the wheel on the left side made a subtle wobble, hinting  to a broken bolt and unstable fastening. He spied the Roc's head thrash back and side to side, as if something had been tossed into her eyes, loud squawking filled her panicked cries. Her feet hobbled back as it picked and clawed the ground, kicking up dirt in her attempt to gain her sight. 

"Hey," Eural shouted at his passengers, noting the Roc's likiness to lose them if they didn't gain her attention again, "Someone better get that Roc's attention and fast!"
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