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Retreat
May 14, 2009 19:16:06 GMT -5
Post by The Great MM on May 14, 2009 19:16:06 GMT -5
About fifteen minutes after Thresher headed back, something clicked inside Razor's head. It was a demand, but one the reptilian was hesitant to follow. Keeping pace with Thresher, burrowing through sand, even with his adapting claws, wasn't what one would call easy.
His eyes widened and he burst from the sandy floor. The lizard's body was already adapting: webs grew between its toes, its tail flattened out and widened at the end to form a sort of fin, and his skin smoother and his gills became.
The lizard leaped from the water like some form of demonic trout a mere mile behind the transport that had Suchodon and Theraga. When he landed back in the water, the sound echoed and he vanished, heading to the West Coast, he'd have to start his journey to the Lizard's Nest base there...
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