Ellie takes aim at the creature going after the woman, but it's moving too fast for her to get a clear shot. She only barely catches the words, snaps her head to one side to look at what looks like a crystalline, glowing tear in the world. It twists and undulates, and as she watches, she can see things moving on the other side.
"How am I supposed to-"
The Rift gives a pulse, something that Ellie feels in the palm of her left hand. A horrible opening sensation, like something tearing, like a wound re-splitting, stitches popping before they're healed. It's sickening and painful, and the utter shock of it staggers her.
She stares down at the mark. At the glowing spot on her palm, looking for all the world like a match to the Rift in front of them.
Wrapping her hand around her bow, she fights through the feeling, pulls back and lets another arrow fly, taking the demon in the side of the neck. It staggers, giving her unlikely partner another opening.
cw: anchor-based body horror
"How am I supposed to-"
The Rift gives a pulse, something that Ellie feels in the palm of her left hand. A horrible opening sensation, like something tearing, like a wound re-splitting, stitches popping before they're healed. It's sickening and painful, and the utter shock of it staggers her.
She stares down at the mark. At the glowing spot on her palm, looking for all the world like a match to the Rift in front of them.
Wrapping her hand around her bow, she fights through the feeling, pulls back and lets another arrow fly, taking the demon in the side of the neck. It staggers, giving her unlikely partner another opening.
"How do I do that?"