Nathaniel,
The kin pair fly lower and lower, approaching the kith from behind. I stare back at the kith. He's about a hundred feet below us, still pointing his crossbow at us. Ascal hisses and I bare my teeth, but think better of it. Maybe I can talk us out of this, at least until the other kin get here. I lower my lance and raise my hand towards the kith.
"Hello, kith," I say, my voice unused to human sounds after having lived with just Ascal for company. Ascal gives me a quizzical look.
"Shut yer trap, lizard-boy," the kith shouts up at me, drawing nearer to the cliff, "Don't move!"
I roll my eyes. This kith is an idiot if he thinks that a crossbow bolt will be able to do anything against Ascal's scales or my soulskin. They're both nearly impenetrable.
"We mean you no harm, I assure you," I say calmly, "We're just leaving, anyway."
"I said SHUT it," the man snarls, jerking his crossbow up in his anger.
"Well, see, I don't want to, as you say, shut it. We just want to be left in peace,"
"You won't be living once I'm done with you, lizard-boy. I'm going to gut you and your wyrme and leave your entrails for the carrionwyrmes to feast on."
"I wouldn't do that, if I were you," I say dryly, and pull up the hood of my soulskin. Just then, the kin arrive.
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