Re: Set a Monster to Stop a Monster
Of all of his childhood hobbies, people-watching has proved itself the most useful. It comes to his rescue once again as he spots the Native American woman watching him flee skywards. With the Torch closing in, he doesn't have much time to come up with a plan, but hopefully he won't need much of one.
He feints to his right to try and get himself some breathing room, then folds his wings and drops like a stone back toward the ground -- folds them, but doesn't reabsorb them. He can't look back at his pursuer, but if he plays this right...
At the last moment he snaps his wings open, ignoring the screaming of strained muscles and tendons, and catches enough air to change direction. Instead of hitting the ground, he aims for the woman, trying to catch her with a passing fist rather than the full bulk of his body. He doesn't want to kill her if he doesn't have to, after all.
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