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You briefly regarded the familiar presence, before shaking your head and picking up the pace. Now wasn’t the time for distractions. You had a mission to fulfill.
Your eyes flickered briefly as a shadow passed overhead. You glanced up…and blinked at the green demon flying through the air ahead of you. The small creature plummeted with surprising speed, smashed into the ground feet-first, and sprang back up into the air, leaving a small crater where she’d landed.
The green demon was capable of covering great distances with each leap, and you found yourself staring at her for several minutes. Maybe the tiny creature wouldn’t be so useless after all. You wouldn’t let her beat you to your objective, though.
Now that you had a good grasp of what your host body was capable of, you thought now would be a good time to switch to a more efficient form of transportation.
You stretched out one, and from it, flew several bolts of cloth, adhering to and wrapping around the structures to your left and right. And, with a sharp tug, you managed to pull yourself into the air. You’ve done this plenty of times before, but after reviewing the memories of your host’s current caretaker, you thought you were starting to get a better handle on this “web-swinging” thing.
You tried your best to imitate the grace, form and fluidity with which this “Ben” character moved, and your host body complied readily. Strange as this body might be with its fluffy tail and twitchy ears, you could tell that it was well-trained for this sort of movement. You barely needed to do anything to strengthen her bones and muscles. She would be a fantastic servant of Khonshu if she was allowed to grow to maturity.
Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted the green demon bouncing from rooftop to rooftop, and you flung yourself forward in order to get ahead of her.
The storm was getting stronger, so you must be getting close to whatever was causing this disturbance. You silently prayed for it to be some big ugly monster. It's been far too long since you've gotten to hit something.
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It didn't take long for you to reach the eye of the storm at the rate you were going, and with the winds no longer buffeting you from all sides, you were finally able to see what you'd been hoping for.
A big, ugly monster.
The jagged tear that was your mouth stretched to Cindy’s ears in a wicked grin, and you found your papery tongue flitting out and licking the side of your face in anticipation.
On the way there, though, you passed a vaguely familiar woman with a long, blonde ponytail. She swung an odd-looking weapon in your direction, and desperately dug through your host’s memories in order to find out whether she was a friend, or foe.
Ah, wait. This was her guardian's mate, wasn't it? In that case, she was a friend. She wouldn't hurt you if she knew who was under all these bandages.
