Wing Dungeon [Darth Panther]

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  1. Blonde Panther

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    "Is there any way around it?" Nevelle asked, no more comfortable than her companion with the thought of having to cross this abyss. Some Twili were capable of hovering just above the ground, but Nevelle was not one of them. And even if she were, she would have had no means of bringing Judith with her. "A Mining Hand would have been convenient right now," she warbled, more to herself than to Judith, before shaking her head. No. She was in the World of Light now, it would help no one to keep dwelling on what they had in the Twilight Realm. Instead, she had to think on what it was they had here... "Hold on, Sister..." she turned around, putting her hand on something that stood at the edge of the chasm.

    The statues in the other room had been relatively small, but this one, while showing the same subject -an odd avian creature with dimly glowing eyes- was significantly bigger. If they could topple it in the direction of the chasm at just the right angle, maybe it would be just tall enough to form a bridge... "If it's tall enough to reach the other side," she thought out loud, this time careful not to warble, "then it might be a sturdier passage than the rails." The question was, how were they going to topple it? It was too heavy for Nevelle to simply push over...
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    "Not that I can see... Hm?" Her lips pursed in thought as she searched in vain for an ideal solution to their latest quandary, Judith was quick to respond when Nevelle piped up again, apparently having found something that could be of use. As her gaze settled upon the enormous statue her companion had pinpointed as a possible method of crossing, the priestess leaned forward and squinted, rubbing her thumb against the base of her torch in contemplation as she shined it on the painstakingly sculpted effigy.

    In theory, Nevelle's suggestion was a sound one. The statue was large enough to suffice as an improvised bridge, were it to be knocked over... But in practice, doing so would require an excessive display of brute force or an explosive impact. The former was out of the question for her, as the humiliating ordeal with the plank had aptly demonstrated. And unless Nevelle was secretly harbouring a great deal of muscle beneath that cloak of hers (If only!), Judith doubted she would be capable of such a feat, either.

    Taking the opportunity to steal a glance at Nevelle, the young priestess was again struck by the woman's exotic appearance. The Twili was tall, taller than her, even. That in and of itself was not unusual. Such heights were common among Gerudo women. But whereas the Gerudo typically boasted impressive physiques to match, Nevelle was impossibly slender, her wispy frame seemingly devoid of anything that would give it width, be it fat or muscle. Judith struggled to find the words to adequately describe her. Odd? Eerie? Alien? No, all of those had negative connotations. Her companion was not hideous by any means- Quite the opposite, in fact- yet there was a definite sense that she was out of place in this world, Judith decided.

    ... That had gone on a bit longer than necessary, hadn't it? Feeling guilty for analyzing Nevelle as if she were some kind of lab animal, the young acolyte shook her head and resolved not to waste anymore time with her frivolous curiosity. Focus. She needed to focus. Taking a deep breath, Judith momentarily meditated on Nayru's divine serenity, drawing inspiration from her Goddess to calm herself before returning to the task at hand.

    It fell to a spell to carry the day, then. However, Judith already knew that none of the cantrips in her repertoire could generate enough force to topple the statue- Her grasp of offensive magic was still too limited, even with the recent addition of Ice, to unleash such energy alone... But she wasn't alone, was she?

    No, Nevelle was here with her, and the watchful eyes of Nayru were upon her also. If she drew on their combined power... United, they could accomplish what neither she nor the Twili could individually.

    "Miss Nevelle, I am going to try something. My Goddess holds dominion over many aspects of life... Time, Love, Water, Wisdom... and Magic. All of them hearken unto Mother Nayru. If I sing her holiest hymn, all who hear it shall find their sorcery empowered, imbued with but a fraction of Her arcane mastery." Judith explained slowly, reciting what she had learned from her scriptures almost word-for-word. "For a short time, at least. Wait until I have finished the song, then let us strike at that statue with our strongest spells together. Nayru willing, it will be enough to tip it over."

    Satisfied with her plan, the priestess coughed to clear her throat, placing one hand on her chest. Nayru was a compassionate Goddess and would tolerate any sincere effort to perform the melody, no matter the actual quality, but Judith was determined to do her best. Not only was she honouring her patron deity in doing so, but this would be her chance to impress Nevelle with the very real power of her Goddess. A sub-par recital simply wouldn't do!

    Exhaling one last time to chase away any anxiety about singing outside her own abbey, Judith closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and let the first few notes pour forth from her lips.
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    Nevelle stood listening in awe as Judith sang. Twili sang, of course. And Nevelle had always thought Twilit song was beautiful- but it didn't hold a candle to this. The Hylian language and all its applications were so... smooth! The lack of warble gave it a clean, controlled sound that lent itself well to song. So fascinated with the phonemes and allophones was Nevelle that she didn't notice her own mind clearing a little, her shadowy powers pulsing through her veins with more power and her light burning hotter and more painfully. She winced as it made itself known via a sharp sting in her head. "Ow," she muttered, warbling it so Judith might not worry.

    "Well..." she followed up, now in Hylian, "This might work. On three, yes? One... two..." The priestess's Magic Bolt impacted the statue at the same moment Nevelle's slower, but earlier-cast Shadow Ball did, both exploding upon impact. Nevelle held her breath as the statue wobbled... only to topple over and have its head land on the opposite side of the chasm, the thundering thud of the impact audible all the way over here. That had been almost suspiciously easy, but Nevelle cared not. She sensed another powerful well of shadowy essence or power down the hallway on the other side of the chasm, and she wanted to know what it was.

    Not bothering to inspect the rest of the room, she struck her mantle back and stepped onto the statue's base, running over to the other side.
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    Watching with bated breath as the statue wavered under their magical assault, Judith heaved a sigh of relief as its equilibrium finally gave out, leaving gravity to do the rest. To fail, especially after so passionately extolling the virtues of her Goddess, would have been mortifying... Thankfully, her fears had proven unfounded. Nevelle had not only witnessed Nayru's power, she had experienced it, felt it flowing through her. Surely she would be inclined to view the Goddess in a positive light henceforth!

    As an added bonus, the loud thud produced by the statue's fall frightened off the throng of Keese, the bats scattering in several directions in an attempt to flee the echoing booms that reverberated throughout the chasm. With the Keese dispersed and their path ahead secured, there seemed to very little that could bar the duo's passage.

    Being the torchbearer of the two, Judith was about to insist on taking the lead, but in an astonishing display of agility, Nevelle nimbly navigated the makeshift bridge before she could, clearly attracted by the wellspring of Shadow energy she had mentioned earlier. For her part, the priestess was hesitant. Large though the statue was, it had not been designed to accommodate being trod upon, its surface uneven... and she was all too familiar with her irritating habit of being clumsy at the worst of times. Rather wishing she could emulate the Gerudo tightrope walker she had once seen perform at one of Lon Lon's fairs, Judith carefully took her first steps onto the statue. If she went slow and steady, she would be fine...


    She made it two paces before her hopes were dashed. Just as she was preparing to take her third, a flurry of arrows whizzed by her face, missing her nose by inches. Eyes widening in terror, Judith immediately cast her gaze in the direction they had come from, hoping to divine their source.

    There! In the dim lighting afforded by her torch, she could make out a raised platform that had not been visible from the chamber's entry point, parallel to the now-toppled statue... as well as three pairs of orange dots, glowing in the dark, and the glint of metal. Whoever her attackers were, they were nocking arrows for a second volley.

    "N-Nevelle! Beware! Archers!" Judith cried out in warning, practically throwing herself forward to escape their line of fire. She was extremely vulnerable so long as she remained within the ambushers' killing zone, and their elevated position meant it would be difficult to return fire or even shield herself with Nayru's Affection. Her best bet was to throw caution to the wind and make a break for it, praying that there would be something she could take cover behind on the opposite landing. If she were fortunate, Nevelle might be able to disrupt their aim with a well-placed spell... Assuming the Twili herself was not immediately pinned down by their arrows.

    Dropping into a crouch to minimize her profile, Judith ran as fast as she dared, heart hammering in her chest. The other side was mere seconds away, but to the priestess, it felt like a mile-long gauntlet stood between her and safety.
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    Nevelle was about halfway across the statue when the first arrows started whizzing by. Fortunately, she was no stranger to them- the rogues in the forest had employed bows to great effect, inadvertently teaching her how to deal with them. She fell onto one knee, putting a hand on the statue for stability even as the other hand shot up, calling her shield to life once more. Arrows clanged on it loudly as they bounced off harmlessly, the disk of light being effectively the same as a steel shield except much lighter in weight.

    An advantage of the light as opposed to steel was that if she squinted, she could see through it. There was definitely something up there. She couldn't see well between the shield's glare and the darkness there, but there was something on that raised platform, something that was nocking for a second volley. Nevelle waited. The second volley passed, her shield again protecting her. Then a third... and then, as timing would have it, all archers had to nock at the same time.

    Nevelle took her chance, leaping up and throwing a Shadow Ball in that direction with all her might. "Hurry!" she called, a light warble slipping into her voice as adrenaline overtook her. She, too, ran to the other side, counting on the initial impact and fear-inducing effect of her spell to give them a brief moment's respite. She was almost at the end when a new volley came- and from this distance, she could make out skulls under orange hoods. Small wonder her spell hadn't done as much as it could have, then... She could probably make it to the other side from here, but what of Judith?

    If only she could get her light magic over there like she could with her shadow magic...
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    Perhaps the only saving grace of the next fusillade of arrows was that the unknown archers had decided to divide their shots between Judith and Nevelle, though that was small comfort to the Hylian priestess- She had not forgotten her unspoken pledge to protect the Twili at all costs. Fortunately, her companion was quick on the draw, putting Judith's earlier concerns about her Shield Ring to rest by using it to deflect the arrows aimed at her. However, the fact remained that they were in no position to meaningfully retaliate, as Nevelle's ineffectual spell aptly demonstrated.

    "Keep going!" Judith called back to Nevelle, glad to see that she too had recognized that fleeing was their best option. "We must not fight here! Run!"

    Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she spied an arrow with her name on it. Twisting awkwardly to evade the missile, Judith was beset by a sickening sense of dread as she felt her soles slip on the statue's craggy surface. Not now, please not now! She pitched forward with a scream, her equilibrium lost.

    Tossing her torch and staff onto the solid ground mere steps ahead, the acolyte managed to catch the ledge of the platform with both hands, barely avoiding the certain death a plunge into the darkness below promised. Of course, dangling above a sheer drop out in the open while being targeted by hostile marksmen was hardly an improvement in that regard, only marginally less dire than simply falling into the abyss. Already their foes had begun to concentrate their fire on her; one arrow fell just short of its mark, landing directly between her hands.

    Staying like this would be tantamount to suicide. She had to pull herself up.

    Her frail arms were having none of it.

    Groaning under the strain of suspending her own weight, Judith tried again and again to hoist her body onto the landing, to no avail. She was forced to halt her efforts in order to cast Nayru's Affection with a flailing arm as a third arrow nearly caught her in the neck, batting the projectile aside just in the nick of time, preventing her untimely perforation. The priestess wasted no time in re-gripping the ledge with her free hand, but by now her palms and fingers were slick with sweat. Her strength was ebbing...

    What could she do?! Entreating Nevelle for assistance was out of the question. If the Twili stopped to haul her up, they would be as lambs being led to the slaughter. All Judith could do was pray to Nayru for salvation....
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