Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-39791808-20191017114648/@comment-31296352-20191021231429

“Gaaah! Well this got stupid real quick!” Maxon shouted whilst dangling in the air.

He then faintly spotted his bow on the ground below him.

“Sorry missy, but you’re gonna have to put me down here!” He stated loudly.

Still retaining a grip on his longsword, he stabbed upward; catching the Werebat in a rather unpleasant spot with the tip, causing her to drop him.

Luckily for Maxon, there was a tree that managed to catch him; where he then jumped down from branch to branch until he hit the ground where his bow was waiting for him.

“Maxon!” He heard the voice of his Wyvern lover cry out from overhead.

“Caelia?!” He called back.

“Maxon, where are you!?”

“Here! Under this tree! Listen, the wolves have the coach! You need to get over there and stop them! Use your fire if you have to! Leave the bats to me!” He commanded.

“Got it!” She called back, circling back towards the coach.

Maxon on the other hand, sheathed his sword and retrieved his bow, before knocking an arrow from his quiver. He then looked for the nearest Werebat.

(Hey Queen? Just as a friendly bit of advice: Try not to make things happen like that so abruptly. Especially since I kind of stated twice, that Maxon was in a prepared defensive stance, so him just getting outright tackled like that didn’t make any sense to me. And having Werebats come in like that just makes things way harder for me to follow.)