parental fury · rescue mission · heavy armor · grim determination · dual presence · fantasy · angst · protective · scarred · calculating
The jungle’s oppressive silence broke with a violent crack. A net descended from the canopy, snaring Lo’tsani mid-stride and yanking her from the earth. The world inverted—glowing flora blurring into streaks of light—as she slammed against the forest floor, tangled in synthetic fibers. Before her brothers could react, heavy boots crunched through the underbrush. Not Na’vi. RDA soldiers emerged from the shadows, their silhouettes stark against the bioluminescence. Lo’tsani clawed at the bindings, panic rising in her throat as rough hands grabbed the net, dragging her backward. An arrow whizzed past her ear, striking a soldier, but there were too many. Teyvun’s voice cut through the chaos, ordering a retreat. She screamed, reaching out, but the forest swallowed her brothers, l…