IRID
"Go!" says Lt. Song.
The barrier enveloping us lifts, and suddenly, we're once again subjected to that immense pressure weighing down on us. The black tornado, a seemingly sea of clouds is also heading our way, with it a piercing scream and a suffocating aura. Plus the opening to the cave is closing down.
In short, we're in trouble. We're in deep shit, as the saying goes.
I have only one shot at this.
Relax. Keep yours stance easy. Loosen your shoulders. Keep your hands steady. You are one with the bow. Read the wind, breathe with it. Aim true. Aim true.
Despite the current dire situation, I do my best to keep steady. I notice that this pressure weighting us down isn't affecting inanimate objects like my bow and arrow. So it only affects us living beings. Which means it IS deimos in nature.
Focus, you only get once shot at this.
When the barrier fully lifts, I let go of my arrow.
