But as he zigzags, avoiding the Pit lord’s charge, I decide this isn’t the best time to test it. We haven’t tested out whether Pooky would take him back. I realize that Raffe is reluctant to turn and face him, because that puts me in the flame’s line of fire. The Pit lord charges us in a halo of flames. ‘I’m not letting you get burned,’ he says. I’m guessing he’s there to catch me if I fall. Raffe nods to one of the Watchers who then takes position below us. Raffe holds his air space while the other Watchers rescue Flyer. The Pit lord drops him, and the Watcher roars as he falls, landing hard and rolling on the ground, trying to smash the flames out. His remaining feathers along with every scrap of hair on his body are on fire. When he opens his wings again, the Watcher is in flames. For a moment, we can’t see anything but a giant ball of fire as his wings encase the Pit lord and the Watcher. Instead of punching back, the Pit lord grabs him by the throat and closes his wings.

And Raffe and I are directly in front of him.Īs the Pit lord swipes his blazing wing at us, a Watcher charges between us, protecting us with his body as he punches the Pit lord. His fiery wings make it impossible to come at him from any direction other than head-on. His blazing wings sweep the air with flames, looking like he’s shooting toward us in a ball of fire. Instead of waiting, the Pit lord lets go of Flyer and leaps at us. Meanwhile, the rest of us fly in toward the Pit lord while Hawk and Cyclone distract the Consumed. The other Consumed converge on Hawk and Cyclone.įour other Watchers zip in and pluck and smash the chewing heads off the two kamikaze Watchers, acting as their support to keep them alive. Their hands drip with blood as the Consumed hair cuts into them, but they don’t seem to care. They swing the heads by the hair and use them to bat away the others.

Hawk and Cyclone grab the hair of a couple of heads per hand and yank them off their skin. Instead of trying to avoid them, they charge right into them, getting hit with half a dozen each.Īs soon as they land on Hawk and Cyclone, they begin chewing and burrowing into their flesh. They are the first hit with the screaming heads. Hawk and Cyclone lead the charge back to Flyer with a fierce war cry. The air is filled with the screaming Consumed looking for bodies.

Susan ee end of days