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“Run, Lia… Save yourself…” he groaned.
“I’m not losing you, not when I just found you!” They were either getting out of here together or dying together.
She managed to pull him out of the hole before he could get shot again, but what now? His back and shoulder were a burned mess that left him in agony, and she certainly couldn’t drag him all the way to the elevator. Even if she somehow found her inner She-Hulk, there were two trees armed with machetes standing between her and the way up. And then there was the crowd of criminals and guards who would burst through the door any second.
“Follow Cubbie… He’ll clear the way…” Dar pushed himself to his hands and knees with a growl. “I’ll keep… them busy.”
“Like hell!” Emilia couldn’t just leave him.
A tentacle reached through the hole with a pulser ready to fire.
Emilia kicked the weapon, sending it flying away from the tentacle. She was just about to pick the pulser up when two froggy hands appeared through the hole.
Dar was suddenly beside her, claws out. He cut across both hands like butter. Then he was taking the dropped weapons and firing at the hole, all in a single heartbeat.
“Someone with access… will unlock the door soon... Go, Lia!”
Stubborn alien.“You keep firing, I’ll support you up the stairs. Together, Dar!”
“Fruck!”
They made slow progress upwards, with him firing and her making sure he didn’t trip or collapse on the stairs. How he could be so badly injured and still stand upright, shooting with deadly precision in the process, Emilia had no idea.
Somehow they made it all the way to the top of the stairs, only to face a new problem.
The branchy bouncers were blocking the way to the elevator, branches and roots now longer than before. Cubbie was rolling and hitting one then the other but to no avail, the poor rabbisaurus probably at the end of his own strength.
“The Three help us…”
“Dar?” Emilia looked up at him, supporting him under the arm as she was. The look on his face was as frightening as him invoking divine intervention.Is this the end of the road for us?
His gaze met hers. Then determination filled his eyes.
“Cubbie, guard the door.”
The rabbisaurus rolled their way immediately and switched to all sixes when he reached the stairs. That was when Emilia realized his size wasn’t the only thing that had changed in his appearance: their fur baby was no longer furry. Gone was the fluff she had stroked with joy every chance she had gotten. In its place was armor. Plates like an armadillo’s topped with spikes along the center of his back. All in orange.
Cubbie the Warrior Rabbisaurus ran down the stairs with a blood-chilling squawk and rammed into the first criminal who had made it out through the hole. The guy screamed in agony.
“Lia, get to the elevator.”
She looked away from the carnage at the bottom of the stairs and met Dar’s gaze, her eyes nearly as wide as his.
“Get it down for boarding, go!”
He was gone from her arms before she could ask how she was supposed to get through the tree barricade.
She got her answer a second later.
Dar ran for the tree to the left, shooting at the trunk along the way. The shots bounced right off the bark, as though it were bulletproof. Meanwhile, the branch holding the machete descended towards Dar.
God, no–
He dodged, got a hold of the branch and used it as a stepping stone towards a higher branch, then another, and another. Branches moved to stop him, trip him, swat him like a fly, but he was faster, moving higher and higher.
Until he reached the top of the trunk and a branch hit him across the chest, sending him flying.
But not before Dar shot downwards.
