[ Still reeling from the abrupt retreat of the shrine's maddening whispers, dropped into the stark reality of what he's unleashed like cannon balling into an ice bath, Cas is still disoriented, staggering, and choking on confused guilt for it all. If there's something, anything, he can do to make the most out of this disaster, he'll do it.
After dragging what injured natives he could away from the monster's path, he hears Gideon call out, and finds her and Steve next to a glowing, pulsing, organic mass. The ground rattles underfoot, and Cas stumbles his way over, pulling a monkey see monkey do by shoving an arm into the bulb to mimic Gideon.
Rooting around in there, he grabs a vine and tugs at it. The webbing pulls taut, inches back the more he pulls at the vine, until he gives it a hard yank, pulling back as far as it goes, and the webbing splits open once more. Bright eyes find Gideon with incredulous surprise - you're a genius, comrade. ]
Where does it lead?
[ but at this point, does it matter? if it goes anywhere that isn't here, it's an improvement. ]
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After dragging what injured natives he could away from the monster's path, he hears Gideon call out, and finds her and Steve next to a glowing, pulsing, organic mass. The ground rattles underfoot, and Cas stumbles his way over, pulling a monkey see monkey do by shoving an arm into the bulb to mimic Gideon.
Rooting around in there, he grabs a vine and tugs at it. The webbing pulls taut, inches back the more he pulls at the vine, until he gives it a hard yank, pulling back as far as it goes, and the webbing splits open once more. Bright eyes find Gideon with incredulous surprise - you're a genius, comrade. ]
Where does it lead?
[ but at this point, does it matter? if it goes anywhere that isn't here, it's an improvement. ]