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The noisome greenish spit and breath of Cuda coated everything. At the strange shift in viewpoint, time, moving at a once frenetic pace, changed to glacial slowness. As Biff sailed through the air to land upon the green, many things changed for the Tempest. So I am not immune to it's breath after all. Came the dispassionate thought that crossed Atus' mind. The new viewpoint felt like being in two places at once, or being a puppeteer controlling a marionette, only now he could see the strings that connected his soul to his body. The sensation was new and strange. Trippy. Pull yourself together Atus. You cannot die here, you must find your why. What do you know? What can you use? 

The analytical thoughts processed almost by themselves, like a second voice out/inside his head, noting a million things at once*. The harpoon which hampered the Argos' mobility. The Cuda's skin is like armor but the Argos can still bring its guns to bear. The destruction of the outrider and Tharr leaping to a precarious spot upon the green. The Mothryn lives and can snipe from that position if he is not discovered. Distract the beast to give Tharr the killing blow. The condition of the Leviathan, injured but not fleeing, disorientated by the multiple attacks from numerous directions.Weak to further attacks, a slow moving target. A sense of fear in the air, but whether it came from Cuda, the crew, or from within his craven heart he did not know. How high would you aim, how glorious would be your pursuits, if you knew you could not fail Atus? Do not hold yourself back. Do everything until you can do nothing. Maximum effort.

As the skiff landed, the lightning around the form of Atus appeared to reach a new and terrifying level. It crawled over every inch of his body, burning away the spit and making a thin but hellish-smelling smoke that trailed behind the skiff as Atus piloted the craft at speed. The glowing eyes of the Tempest, almost unnoticeable behind the dangerous arcing light show of his body, shone brightly with a purple tone, which seemed to infect the lightning in his body. Biff glowed from within like an incandescent lightbulb, illuminating the green with a white and purple light.

Above the skiff, seven huge and rough orbs of red light appeared before shooting upwards, trailing thin glowing tendrils behind them, looking like a gigantic jellyfish in the evening sky. The huge spectral shape filled the sky but only lasted for less than a heartbeat before disappearing. As Atus drove the skiff at breakneck speed towards a small wave, other enormous shapes of various colored light flashed above him, moving in all directions and disappearing almost before being seen. The ghostly insubstantial shapes were a mute and threatening display of sheer power, as if the spirits consumed by Cuda were amassing to exact their revenge, when Atus drove the skiff into the sky once more.

His intention was clear, he would slam into the Leviathan from above like a huge armored beetle fist and drive the mother of all lightning bolts into his target.

The noisome greenish spit and breath of Cuda coated everything. At the strange change in viewpoint, time, moving at a once frenetic pace, changed to glacial slowness. As Biff sailed through the air to land upon the green, many things changed for the Tempest. So I am not immune to it's breath after all. Came the dispassionate thought that crossed Atus' mind. The new viewpoint felt like being in two places at once, or being a puppeteer controlling a marionette, only now he could see the strings that connected his soul to his body. The sensation was new and strange. Trippy. Pull yourself together Atus. You cannot die here, you must find your why. What do you know? What can you use? 

The analytical thoughts processed almost by themselves, like a second voice out/inside his head, noting a million things at once*. The harpoon which hampered the Argos' mobility. The Cuda's skin is like armor but the Argos can still bring its guns to bear. The destruction of the outrider and Tharr leaping to a precarious spot upon the green. The Mothryn lives and can snipe from that position if he is not discovered. Distract the beast to give Tharr the killing blow. The condition of the Leviathan, injured but not fleeing, disorientated by the multiple attacks from numerous directions.Weak to further attacks, a slow moving target. A sense of fear in the air, but whether it came from Cuda, the crew, or from within his craven heart he did not know. How high would you aim, how glorious would be your pursuits, if you knew you could not fail Atus? Do not hold yourself back. Do everything until you can do nothing. Maximum effort.

As the skiff landed, the lightning around the form of Atus appeared to reach a new and terrifying level. It crawled over every inch of his body, burning away the spit and making a thin but hellish-smelling smoke that trailed behind the skiff as Atus piloted the craft at speed. The glowing eyes of the Tempest, almost unnoticeable behind the dangerous arcing light show of his body, shone brightly with a purple tone, which seemed to infect the lightning in his body. Biff glowed from within like an incandescent lightbulb, illuminating the green with a white and purple light.

Above the skiff, seven huge and rough orbs of red light appeared before shooting upwards, trailing thin glowing tendrils behind them, looking like a gigantic jellyfish in the evening sky. The huge spectral shape filled the sky but only lasted for less than a heartbeat before disappearing. As Atus drove the skiff at breakneck speed towards a small wave, other enormous shapes of various colored light flashed above him, moving in all directions and disappearing almost before being seen. The ghostly insubstantial shapes were a mute and threatening display of sheer power, as if the spirits consumed by Cuda were amassing to exact their revenge, when Atus drove the skiff into the sky once more.

His intention was clear, he would slam into the Leviathan from above like a huge armored beetle fist and drive the mother of all lightning bolts into his target.