The black willow lifted another root foot and shook the world as it planted it back down, a few yards closer to them, instantly pulverizing the cement floor, digging roots down into the building's footing.
"But I have some doubts," Tinker admitted, "that brains are going to win over brawn this time."
What did she have to work with? She scanned the room of bare concrete block as the willow stomped ponderously closer. Crow bar. Boom! Compressor. Five sekasha. Five ejae. Boom! Circuit breaker box.
"Stormsong, what do you know about electricity?" Tinker asked the most tech savvy of her Hand.
"Nothing useful," Stormsong said.
Boom!
"Nothing?" Tinker squeaked.
"It lives in a box in the wall." Stormsong detailed out what she knew. "It goes away if you don't pay for it."
Boom!
Right - nothing useful. Scratch having Stormsong rig an electrical weapon. Just as well, good chance they'd just electrocute themselves.
The black willow stretched out its hundreds of whipping branches to scrabble at her shield. Tinker forced herself to scan the room again, and ignore the massive creature trying to reach her.
"The roof! It's only plywood and rubber. See if you can cut through."
The tree found the gap between the top of the tall doorway and her shield. The thin branches pushed through the space, caught hold of the doorjamb and started to pull.
"Oh, shit!" Tinker cried. "If it makes the door larger, I'm not going to be able to hold it! It's coming in!"
There was a pulse of magic from Forest Moss, instantly defining the Stone Clan elf with Wyverns out by the Rolls, and themselves, pinned inside by the black willow.
"Forest Moss!" Tinker shouted. "Get it off us!"
The concrete walls buckled under the strain, tearing free to leave sawtooth openings, exposing twisted and snapped rebar. The branches flung the debris against the back wall of the warehouse like mad shovels.
"Forest Moss, get it-"
And suddenly the branches wrapped around her, cocooning her shield in living wicker, and lifted her off the ground.
" Domi!" Pony shouted.
The black willow heaved her up. Its branches creaked as it tried to crush her shields down.
Oh please hold! Oh please hold!
A dark orifice opened in the crook where its main limbs branched from massive trunk. As the tree tried to stuff her into the fleshy maw, she realized what the opening was.
They have mouths! I wonder if Lain knows that. Oh shit, it's trying to eat me!
Luckily the diameter of her shielding was larger than its mouth. It was trying to fit a golf ball into a beer bottle. She held still and silent, afraid to disrupt her shields. Smell of burnt cinnamon and honey filled her senses and her vision blurred-the tree fading slightly-even as it repeatedly jammed her up against its mouth.
It has some kind of hallucinogen - that's how we missed it, she thought.
And then the tree flung her through the wall.
The street beyond was a flicker of brightness, and then she plowed through a confusion of small, dim, dusty rooms of an abandon office building beyond. She felt Forest Moss track her through the building. His power flashed ahead of her, surged through the next building in her flight path, and locked down on all the load bearing supports.
The white haired shit was going to pull the building down on her! She'd be buried alive - shields or not!
Dropping her shields, she made a desperate grab for a battered steel desk as she flew over it. She missed the edge and left five contrails across its dusty top. A floor to ceiling window stood beyond the desk. She smashed through the window into open sky.
I'm going to die.
And then Riki caught her, wrapping strong arms around her and labored upwards in a loud rustle of black wings.
"Riki!" She clung to the tengu, heart thudding like a motor about to shake itself apart. Yeah, yeah, she was still pissed at him. She'll let him know that - after he put her down safely.
"Stop squirming or I might drop you." Riki growled through teeth gritted with the effort to carry Tinker aloft.
She glanced down and went still in shock of being dangled mid-air forty feet up and climbing. "Shouldn't we be going down?"
"Down is good for you - very bad for me."
"Damn it, Riki, my people need me. Put me down!" Tinker found herself gripping his arms so he couldn't just drop her.
"There's so many things wrong with that statement that I don't have breath to explain it all."
Movement at the window she'd smashed out of caught her eye and with relief she saw Cloudwalker pointing up at her. Moments later Pony and the others joined him at the opening.
"Oh, thank gods." Tinker breathed.
Riki rose above the roofline. The crown of the black willow bristled in the street beyond. Its booming footsteps echoed up from the canyon of buildings. She felt a great surge of magic and a massive fireball suddenly engulfed the tree. Whoa! Apparently Prince True Flame had arrived. No wonder the tengu didn't want to land.
Riki dipped down behind the next building, out of sight of her Hand. Black smoke billowed behind them. He flew straight west - as the saying went-as the crow flies, faster than a man could run despite being weighed down by her. When he reached the Ohio River, he turned and followed its course.
Where the hell was he taking her? It occurred to her that he couldn't have been just passing by and caught her by luck.
"You planned this! You knew if you screwed with my spell, I'd come to fix it."