Weeks of hiding and tending wounds followed the skirmish. Poison from her spines had caused her captors to fly into a completely bloody frenzy during the brief flight aboard their tiny jailer ship while she was locked down in her temporary cell. Though such a stroke of luck has to come at a cost: with the others dead, the ship was completely out of control and ended up plummeting straight into the hard packed earth below. Tai was now free, but her leg was broken, and her armor and scales were marred from catching on wreckage. She fought the buzzards off and flew miles back to base in total agony under a white-hot desert sun.

For weeks her healing was disturbed by whispers and mechanical noises throughout her canyon hideout drawing her out to ward off the offenders, only to find nothing. Days were spent cradling her rifle and flinching at every new sound or stray shadow.

To be completely honest I had originally planned to draw a short comic-like sequence illustrating Tai's captors shredding eachother, the ship crashing, and her just.. screaming. Lmfao. But I finally got another piece of Certhian Crossfire complete!

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