[ Akua's form was smaller, and far slower than How's was. A matching, smaller ink blot of night in the sky next to his much deadlier frame, she'd suspected that she would be in trouble, but she hadn't expected him to be able to fly, or at least fly that fast.
Last time she'd taken this form in battle, she'd been a shade -- dead to all but the soul forced into her foe's mantle -- but she had to be careful this time, and the aion -- man -- creature was following her fast, and she couldn't cast like this, not without a significant dip in her capability.
So she did what any self-respecting Praesi would do. She did the unexpected.
His Talon's reached for her, and Akua let the form slip from her body, that black swan seemed to grow, dark feathers turned to browned skin, her body grew, neck shortened, and she turned mid-air with a swipe of her hand to raise a small, very weak shield -- but enough to turn the blow of his Talons away. ]
Hello there, dear.
[ As if she were at a party, and not about to plummet to the ground. She appraised the man-bird with golden eyes, before she made her decision. Her fingers move, like she's about to pull something from the ground, and it's a gust of wind, hard enough to catch her aloft, and possibly make him waver in the air, before she tipped her body, and let it fall to the ground. She transformed back into a bird, if only to catch the wind, and land safely. ]
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Last time she'd taken this form in battle, she'd been a shade -- dead to all but the soul forced into her foe's mantle -- but she had to be careful this time, and the aion -- man -- creature was following her fast, and she couldn't cast like this, not without a significant dip in her capability.
So she did what any self-respecting Praesi would do. She did the unexpected.
His Talon's reached for her, and Akua let the form slip from her body, that black swan seemed to grow, dark feathers turned to browned skin, her body grew, neck shortened, and she turned mid-air with a swipe of her hand to raise a small, very weak shield -- but enough to turn the blow of his Talons away. ]
Hello there, dear.
[ As if she were at a party, and not about to plummet to the ground. She appraised the man-bird with golden eyes, before she made her decision. Her fingers move, like she's about to pull something from the ground, and it's a gust of wind, hard enough to catch her aloft, and possibly make him waver in the air, before she tipped her body, and let it fall to the ground. She transformed back into a bird, if only to catch the wind, and land safely. ]