Do A Doubletake

Asharya was pretty sure this was the end. She was seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. Metaphorically or otherwise. Her cousin had vanquished her, and as she lay there in the pile of refuse, she wondered if a different path might have led her to a different resolution... Nah, that was crazy talk. She didn't regret a single second, not a single action. She grinned as Malleus loomed over her. "Relax, kid," he said, unexpectedly. "I think we're squar-OW!" Strangely enough, her cousin's words seemed to echo a sudden jolt of pain she felt in her own backside.

Asha surged upwards, scrambling to her feet. "Shit" she swore aloud, bewildered. That hurt! She heard her brother's voice behind her, a hesitant "Uh… guys," as the writhing forms scattered across the beach began to take form. Shit, indeed. Malleus advised they head back the way they came, and Asha was hardly disposed to disagree. "Last one there is a rotten carcass," she scoffed as she surged forward, leaping at the last moment over a trio of mutated crabs freshly unearth from the sand beneath her paws.



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