Dec 07 2015, 03:28 AM
Fisher was still kinda reeling from the whole, y'know, spell actually working. He scrambled to his paws and cracked a grin, even as he felt something terrifying pulling on his entire pelt. He didn't care, though, because instead his attention was drawn to Black's deep, bellowing woof. His copper gaze snapped to Black, and then the organ monstrosity's head hit Black in a such a way that Fisher actually slipped out of time.
Instead of seeing the beast of rot and bones, everything was suddenly a flurry of white instead of stench and smog. The mist-- or was it snowfall-- curled around his paws and he felt a chill down his spine, as he watched, helplessly... As a massive white ape slammed into a fluffy white dog, tossing it like a sack of potatoes. Fisher closed his eyes but his mind filled in the gaps: a sickening crunch, a body hitting crystals and a gem clattering on to the floor.
What happened next, Fisher wasn't really sure. He felt a surge of energy through his body, and he looked upon the massive, bleeding yeti and he let out one of those Classic Fisher screams, the kind that sound like some kind of cat being burned alive, and he let loose everything he had on to the beast of snow and death.