As Kat finished the final section of leaves, she could hear the thuds approaching. Now wasn't the time to go through everything in her head. They had a plan, and she just needed to act. Kat let herself drop like a stone. Disregarding the safer gliding alternatives for simply tucking in her wings and shooting towards the floor.
Kat took the impact in her knees, funnelling energy into her legs both to cushion the blow to her muscles as well as prepare for the inevitable spring up. As Kat was forcing her energy into her legs a roar shook the clearing
Following the sound Kat's eyes found the source of the noise. It was the Nightmare. Instead of its fluid inky blackness, it was now dotted with small a spattering of purple fire, spread all across its body. Various parts were clearly frozen over, but they were cracked and broken and oozed a paler grey liquid that almost looked like a strange twisted version of pus
