The creature was struggling and dragging a sleeping, inert, comatose body on its back.
And blood beaded from its back, wounds and sores taxed its health.
"I'll never make it," he spat, his mouth full of blood.
Behind him, familiar cries, but also cries that could be terrible enemies
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
There must have been five of them and they were probably following the same trail... or following my blood drops.
"You have to hold on... I don't want to ressster ssseul for alwaysjjjourrr! Then he prayed. Please... hunters..."
He continued his way, limping, protecting his...feet with skins, because the rocks were sharp...
In spite of his colossal strength, this world had gotten the better of him sooner than expected...
"He thought of his friends, his family and the warmth of his tribe now gone. he was desperate."
Meanwhile, the buffalo charged and the hunters banged their drums and part of the herd went straight to the precipice... And they fell. Dozens of them, and the joy was felt on every face of the humans.
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Tau was proud of his tribe and proud of his son.
But, unfortunately for him, his son stepped on one of the nets on the ground and... one of the buffalo charged.
Tau grabbed his son by the shoulders to pull him out of the path of the angry buffalo and, thinking he was out of danger, the buffalo fell, but with a rope on its horns and the rope literally ripped Kedra out of his father's hands.
He was dragged down by the buffalo and Kedra caught himself right on the edge and cried.
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"DAD!!! Help!"
But the buffalo bounced off the wall and fell even lower... a fall of 75 to 80 meters...
And... Kedra, slid down the wall and was knocked out, lying on a narrow overhang, about 40 meters below...
Branches and grasses slowed his fall, but no one knew if he was injured or killed.
"KEDRA!!! KEDRA!!! SON GET UP!!!"
The father lay on his stomach at the edge of the precipice and reached out.
"Rope!!! I'm going down to get him..."
But there was no rope. We had to use what we had to drag the carcasses and tie them to the captured calves to bring the meat back to the tribe.
The hunters stayed a whole day but had to prepare the meat for transport. It was the tribe or Kedra...
"I promise to come looking for you...! "
but the hunters pulled Tau to reason with him.
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"Kedra is with Sit...he doesn't move anymore.... stones were thrown at him and he doesn't react...the vultures are already after his soul...
The father, broken, curses the gods and curses the black mountain... "You have taken my son... afterwards, it will be my wife..."
The group left, dragging as much meat as possible and pressing their steps to avoid predators... although predators would be attracted by the carcasses below.
A bolder vulture landed on the poor human and tried to stick its beak in to get the tongue, but the human took a rock and hit the ugly bird, which flew away painfully.
"He swore, spitting blood... He didn't miss me and then he noticed his precarious situation.
One false move, and he was going to fall.
He shouted for help and tried to stand up but it was a bad idea...
He tried to scrape the rock and to make holds to get back up but it was futile.
He shouted again and was answered by a grunt...
A monster appeared from the edge of the precipice and two horns grew on its head.
Its long rows of teeth showed that it was a predator. Probably a drake or the wyrm that had attacked them a few days before.
It was green and tilted its head over the precipice and its slit yellow eye chilled Kedra.
It was a superpredator.
Then he heard scratching.
The monster was scraping the rock to get down. And Kedra started to panic.
"There are forty meters, he will exhaust himself [https://img.wattpad.com/7e42d4af690c6b3450720d812e9a3c0ae6f91532/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f56494a4d4e4c66657457636136513d3d2d313238383731333939362e313732613963303764613439633732373733303838333934363439342e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
"There are forty meters, he will exhaust himself."
Indeed, the monster stopped and a rope fell between the edge and the cliff.
Kedra : "He must have pushed it!"
He didn't look at the monster anymore but at the rope always 10 meters too short, too high.
He tried to climb but felt he was going to fall to his death this time.
And...the rope fell. And... He caught it.
Long enough to get down? not quite, but with another 10 meters at the bottom of the rope, the cliff was less steep and he could roll down without too much damage. Maybe.
Then dark clouds appeared and the sky changed. Torrential rains poured down on the plateau, which quickly became a waterfall that spilled over the overhang.
Desperate, he tied the rope to a split stone and did not try his luck again.
He rappelled down and slid down the wall and found himself in the mud.
He picked up his assegai and took a few pieces of meat from the buffalo killed below and looked for a way to get back up to the plateau.
His thigh was sore, however, and walking was painful.
Meanwhile, the hunters were hurrying back to avoid being caught by the rain, cold and frost. From being caught by death.
The fat and meat would allow the tribe to survive the winter and also to compensate for the terrible toll they had taken by losing Sit and Kedra.
Behind them, the weather was getting worse and they passed by Sit's Kairn again.
They made tombs for chiefs and great warriors or for a family but a kairn when there was no body to bury or burn.
Usually they burned their dead on a pyre but the scarcity of wood and the danger of the elves made them bury their dead.
Kedra heard the wolves and hurried out of the valley.
Many predators were already picking at the buffalo carcasses and, worse, the characteristic "Houah Huah" of the plains runners. The raptors!
Kedra had a fever from her fall and probably an internal injury or inflammation in her joint.
She would have needed to rest but that was impossible. It was a race to the death or to the life, depending on how you look at it.
At the Apex camp, Louise was most afraid of being "mounted" by the Apex dragon Spiro. He had a very bad reputation and was, in his army, much more on the animal side than the intelligent side. Only Vicky could reason with him and stop his impulses.
Vicky came to Louise.
"Louise, I would like to remove the turret and my harness. Alpha and the others, too stupid.. and Apex, stupid.. I'm in pain and it's broken down. Everything is off and it smells like rotten eggs.
Louise: "The batteries are dead... we need tools or the Kobolds but Godmother is still too weak. She's sleeping."
Vicky: "Can't you ask your friends and family for help?
Louise started to cry.
I'm all alone .... I want to see them again...
Vicky "Not dead! I promise!"
"Come on, Louise, let's go to the mountains, two people are less dangerous, you and I can stand the cold!
Louise then got up and with Vicky, they returned near the cave but a slide of ice and earth, a kind of landslide, had blocked the entrance.
The winter wyvern then struck the crystal walls, crying
"Grandma... Maman!!!! HELP!!!"
But no response, but she could see the cone of black light relentlessly hitting pieces of the drill and as soon as an animal was hit, it was like a corruption. It was becoming monstrous.
Vicky was afraid.
"Louise, be careful, cone danger!"
She gave a lick to the hypo gigantosaurus
Then entered the black light spot and began to pray to Enka.
"Grandmother. Help us!"
Then there was silence,
the herbs blackened and turned to dust and the consciousness of the dragoness synchronized with the goddess.
"My little darling...I am only a shadow and I am sleeping...This is only a tiny part of my consciousness but I will try to help you..."
"Almighty Grandmother...sorry...but...I am all alone...I miss mom and dad, my friends and brothers too."
Enka:"... They are not dead, they are sleeping and it is not their time yet...Be patient."
"Mom?"
Enka: "She'll come, but your dad... it's complicated..."
Louise then approached the darkest shadow spot and let herself sink into it, Vicky all panicked.