Samwise Gamgee, hope is a four letter word and doesn't make it into a promise.
The inevitably is that Samwise is indeed crashing into something, or rather someone. The elf lets out an irritated shout when the hobbit runs into him, and they both go crashing down, rolling a moment until the elf is under Samwise and letting out a grumble.
"The hell are you--?" Twisted Fate demands before he hears an all-too-familiar roar.
Well. Shit.
Twisted Fate is shoving the hobbit off without a hint of gentleness, but at least he doesn't seem to be in a hurry about ditching him immediately. Instead, he's holding out a staff and throwing a burst of flames at the charging bear.
It's not going to stop the damned beast, but it'll slow down a bit.
"So maybe we should run, yeah?" he suggests hastily, completely forgetting to be bothered by the earlier crash-in.
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The inevitably is that Samwise is indeed crashing into something, or rather someone. The elf lets out an irritated shout when the hobbit runs into him, and they both go crashing down, rolling a moment until the elf is under Samwise and letting out a grumble.
"The hell are you--?" Twisted Fate demands before he hears an all-too-familiar roar.
Well. Shit.
Twisted Fate is shoving the hobbit off without a hint of gentleness, but at least he doesn't seem to be in a hurry about ditching him immediately. Instead, he's holding out a staff and throwing a burst of flames at the charging bear.
It's not going to stop the damned beast, but it'll slow down a bit.
"So maybe we should run, yeah?" he suggests hastily, completely forgetting to be bothered by the earlier crash-in.