the war still rages on -- raid boss 2: the Captain

[Mistrim]

Mistrim. Was. Terrified. Everything seemed to be happening at once, people were attacking, and she felt like she couldn’t do anything to help. It was an awful feeling, knowing that you were being used as bait against your friends. She could feel attacks directed towards the Captain and even though they were close calls, Mistrim could tell that there was a lack of true power as they tried to curb their hits around the fox.

All of it made Mistrim feel absolutely useless. Not just useless but a liability. Tears pricked at the edges of the fox’s eyes as she watched some of her friends get washed away while they tried to help her, the one who could barely help out even when she wanted to.

Then, everything seemed to happen in slow motion. The Captain was avoiding attacks and all Mistrim felt was weightlessness. She was plummeting, eyes gazing up at the open sky and wing tips pointed to the clouds. It was times like these were she cursed her inability to fly. Her inability to do anything really.

Mistrim shut her eyes. Her thoughts of being useless and dependent were sad if they truly would be the last ones. It was only until she felt a force cradle her that she realized she wasn’t dead. She opened her eyes and glanced over at the people on the ground. She knew the aura attached to the power that gently moved her.

It allowed Mistrim to let out a sigh before she let tears fall. Why did she have to be so stupid and so weak. It hurt her to know what she wasn’t and what she thought she should be.