The Wastelands, Saturday evening Fandom Standard Time [NFB]

[demonbelthazor]

With the powers he'd gained from vanquished demons, Bel was able to fight back against the Beast. But even with those powers, he was still tired and once again wondering why he was struggling so hard to survive. He was trapped here for eternity, and he didn't want to spend that time running for his life.


[For them that know who they are. NFB due to distance.]

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[blessed_twice]

The tongue reached Wilson and latched around one leg, yanking him off balance and smacking him into the rocks.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Owfuck!

Wilson's torso took most of the blow across the rock, which at least meant he remained conscious. Bad news, it winded the hell out of him and he tumbled hard to the sand, still in the damn things grip and woefully out of tricks.

[blessed_twice]

The tongue started to drag Wilson back towards the gaping maw.

Was it ever unhappy when Wilson faded out and disappeared.