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Zetterburn slammed into it. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the mud. The lion roared, claws scrabbling against the psychic barrier, his heat so intense that the air inside Ness’s shield grew sticky and hot. Sweat beaded on Ness’s forehead.
He turned, his tail lashing, and began to walk. After a second, Ness followed, his battered sneakers squelching in the mud. rivals of aether ness
Ness lowered his hand. He was trembling, his nose bleeding from the strain of focusing PSI in this alien place. He held the broken remains of his bat like a spear. Zetterburn slammed into it
He’d been pulled here by a rift, a wound in the sky that spat him out into the Aetherian wilds. And for the past three days, Zetterburn had hunted him. Not for survival. For sport. The lion saw Ness as a curiosity, a soft-skinned anomaly to be crushed and forgotten. Sweat beaded on Ness’s forehead
Zetterburn.
Crack.
Zetterburn slammed into it. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the mud. The lion roared, claws scrabbling against the psychic barrier, his heat so intense that the air inside Ness’s shield grew sticky and hot. Sweat beaded on Ness’s forehead.
He turned, his tail lashing, and began to walk. After a second, Ness followed, his battered sneakers squelching in the mud.
Ness lowered his hand. He was trembling, his nose bleeding from the strain of focusing PSI in this alien place. He held the broken remains of his bat like a spear.
He’d been pulled here by a rift, a wound in the sky that spat him out into the Aetherian wilds. And for the past three days, Zetterburn had hunted him. Not for survival. For sport. The lion saw Ness as a curiosity, a soft-skinned anomaly to be crushed and forgotten.
Zetterburn.
Crack.
