09/11/2025 Snippet, BRAVING THE MALSTORM.

Fight!

A bow isn’t my weapon of choice. It’s good for two things, and I only like doing one of them. So I told myself that this was target practice, not causing more pain to a thing that should never have been created in the first place, and kept firing as I backed up. Zeke and I had just a few more feet to go…

We had almost gotten it over the weakest part of the roof when the rampager did something unfortunately intelligent; it threw crap at us. Like, the monster ripped up an entire chunk of the roof and heaved it in our general direction. It wasn’t a very accurate throw, but it was also a very large chunk.

Zeke and I dove for cover. If we had picked the same direction we might not have made it off of that roof, because the rampager was faster than it looked. It definitely wanted us for dinner, or possibly just pain, and one of the problems with dodging is that it takes a moment to recover from that.

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