[There's a low, scared noise in the back of Tifa's throat, and her arms wrap around Hilda before they let go of the rope and begin their long fall to the ground. The beast, whatever it is, has started to climb and claw its way down the side of the mountain, scaling it with frightening ease as it follows them to whatever awaits them below, beneath the clouds and the cold mist.
How long they fall, Tifa has no idea, but the only sound she hears is the creature's feet scrambling as it tries to keep a hold on the mountain above them. It's gaining on them quickly, and so is the ground...
The landing is surprisingly light given how far and how long they have fallen. Hilda may need to break her landing somehow, but she'll survive it. Tifa, on the other hand...
She's gone still in Hilda's arms. She's warm, almost feverishly so, and her breathing has quickened to an alarming pace, but her eyes are closed, as if she's caught somewhere between this dream and another, paralyzed and unable to awaken.
And when Hilda takes a look around, she'll find herself in the center of a small, empty town. It doesn't look abandoned, but it's eerily quiet. And up above, the scraping noises and roars of that monster can still be heard echoing over it.]
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[There's a low, scared noise in the back of Tifa's throat, and her arms wrap around Hilda before they let go of the rope and begin their long fall to the ground. The beast, whatever it is, has started to climb and claw its way down the side of the mountain, scaling it with frightening ease as it follows them to whatever awaits them below, beneath the clouds and the cold mist.
How long they fall, Tifa has no idea, but the only sound she hears is the creature's feet scrambling as it tries to keep a hold on the mountain above them. It's gaining on them quickly, and so is the ground...
The landing is surprisingly light given how far and how long they have fallen. Hilda may need to break her landing somehow, but she'll survive it. Tifa, on the other hand...
She's gone still in Hilda's arms. She's warm, almost feverishly so, and her breathing has quickened to an alarming pace, but her eyes are closed, as if she's caught somewhere between this dream and another, paralyzed and unable to awaken.
And when Hilda takes a look around, she'll find herself in the center of a small, empty town. It doesn't look abandoned, but it's eerily quiet. And up above, the scraping noises and roars of that monster can still be heard echoing over it.]