The spectral nails lash out again in desperate reflex as the typewriter leaps, but in their haste they hit only air. She strikes true through the strange pressure of the flickering light, the raven forced roughly to the ground and pinned.
Something gives beneath her, and the valravn makes the first physical sound he has in the entire encounter, a sharp, pained screech. Any of the fear or uncertainty that had clouded the atmosphere a moment prior abruptly disappears as the glow intensifies.
Enraged, more than half mad with panic, and its grasp on this body surer than it'd been seconds ago, the raven shrieks once more in their minds, loudly enough to hurt. Not an instant later does the phantom force strike again, this time in wild blows heavy enough to force anyone and anything in the immediate vicinity back and away from it.
As soon as there's even a hint of a chance for escape, the raven's body takes off and makes to flee.
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Something gives beneath her, and the valravn makes the first physical sound he has in the entire encounter, a sharp, pained screech. Any of the fear or uncertainty that had clouded the atmosphere a moment prior abruptly disappears as the glow intensifies.
Enraged, more than half mad with panic, and its grasp on this body surer than it'd been seconds ago, the raven shrieks once more in their minds, loudly enough to hurt. Not an instant later does the phantom force strike again, this time in wild blows heavy enough to force anyone and anything in the immediate vicinity back and away from it.
As soon as there's even a hint of a chance for escape, the raven's body takes off and makes to flee.