User blog comment:HoundTheDestroyer93/Ask The Jaghunds/@comment-28358106-20180105174812/@comment-28358106-20180110202510

Aegis thrashes around, trying to untangle herself from the branches, but finally she manages to calm down enough that Marcus can cut her free. She scrambles to her feet.

"Rrrgh...RRRRGH!  This makes me SO---"

She holds out a wing. Its tip is slightly bent, which is otherwise fine, but several of her main pinions are bent way out of shape. Golem magic normally makes them soft and pliable, but the damage has short circuited the magc there and they hang heavily, having returned to their base brass material. Arcanum sparks off of them in purple arcs like electricity, fizzling.

"Oh......FUCK!" She shouts. "Fuck!  FUCK!" With each exclamation, her voice cracks with emotion. She grits her teeth as the icy rain rips off of her.

"Which way did that skank go?  WHICH WAY DID SHE GO??" She shouts. Her voice now is wavering.