Dododex

ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion

Oblivion chapter 3

Skullhelm walked through the jungle, 'find Storm II, kill Sapphire if she tries to get him herse-' The monkey was thinking, as a giant titanoboa emerged from the undergrowth, she ran from it until she got to a tree, and scampered up it. Before leaping down and sawing the snake in half with her helmet teeth, a trick she had perfected on savoroots and dodos.

Continuing on, she was suddenly startled by the unusual appearance of a portal in the sky. "Hello all participants" Poecilotheria metallica's voice said, "I am here to announce that I am upping the natural forces for a quicker and more horrendous death for you lot! Be ready for monstrous creatures, massive storms, and onyx swarms every night, sssee you if you ssssurvive!"

And Poecilotheria's portal closed in a flash, Skullhelm noted how happy the creature seemed to be that they were dying in here. . .

Z, É, and T suddenly arrived, covered in what appeared to be carno viscera, the troodons turned their glowing eyes toward her in unison, in one moment, Zéta pounced, Skullhelm reacted as fast as she could, yanking a tooth from her helmet, she stabbed Zéta in the eye, spraying blood and vitreous humour all over the place, the other two troodons picked up their fallen brother and ran away.

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Éta and Théta hurried back to the cave the trio had discovered, holding their injured white sibling between them, he was still bleeding from his punctured eyeball, and tears were flowing out attempting to quench the downpour of blood, though failing miserably.

Éta ripped the leaf off of a large jungle plant and used it to cover what was left of the eye.

"I'll definitely live" said Zéta weakly.

"Well we'll have to be rid of this thing" said the darkest of the three, Théta, looking gravely at the leaf that covered the ramsons of Zéta's eye.

"Agr-" replied Éta, being cut off by Zéta as he said "-eed"

"At least he's still healthy enough to do that annoying thing" said Théta.

Using his hand claws, Éta proceeded to carefully probe behind Zéta's ruined eye until he felt the optic nerve and the six slim muscles that moved the eye, he carefully snipped the muscles, Zéta wincing in pain, and used the base of his claw to pressure the optic nerve until he heard the horrible wet, squelching pop of the nerve severing.

He hooked the eyeball in his claw and tossed it away, bandaging Zéta with another leaf, this one from a banana plant.

"Am I interrupting anything?" Asked a voice from the entrance, the troodons looked up to see Sapphire standing, almost as covered in blood as they were,

"Well, you are if you were here for more than five seconds" said Éta.

"Rhetorical question, brother" said Zéta, rolling his remaining eye.

"Oh"