There were screams.
Screams all but drowned out by the thunderous crashes outside, and the frantic pleas of forgiveness booming from the Hivemind within.
Morgan was the only one not deafened by the double roars. Her first instinct was to reach for her children. Unfortunately, they were all swallowed up by the darkness before the fae realized what was happening. She tried calling for them, but the two Ralphs drowned her out. Where were they in this shaky, uneven, sealed cavern?!
Then, as suddenly as the rampage started, it stopped. Quickly, Morgan groped in the dark, found the claw of one daughter (still dazed), and then another, and phased their way out of the giant’s shell, Arianhrod still clutching Junior..
Oriole, meanwhile, had been plagued by the same screams running through the Hivemind. That, coupled by the usual timid nature of the cybrid, and the surprise rampage, had made it near impossible for her to follow. She had remained frozen, clinging to a peppermint tree in fright until the noise stopped. It would take her some long minutes before she was calm enough to unclamp herself and flutter after the wreckage.
((It’s fine, please don’t worry!))
As Ralph attempted to scramble to safety, all he could think about was sending the other Ralph a steady blast of ‘I’m sorrys’ and trying to stay alive. He doesn’t want to dwell on the fact that despite his best efforts, the big guy is gaining on him quickly, the constant boom of his footsteps and the rumbling ground is making that all too obvious.
He nearly panics when he sees the shadow looming above him, bracing himself for impact. He knows that his Cy-Bug form could weather it, but he doesn’t want to switch and freak out the other Ralph further.
The crushing fist never hits, pausing so low that he can almost feel a breeze as it stops. He dives forward, tumbling across the ground, then picking himself up, shedding bits of pink icing as he continues to run for his life and yell apologies at the big guy.
Junior’s having a different sort of stressful time, he’s clinging to Arianhrod and picking up both of his dads’ Hivemind thoughts and he’s not liking what he’s hearing. He cries out again, “No! No! Leave my King alone!”
It’s confusing when Morgan phases the group outside, he’s never experienced anything like it before, so he’s totally baffled, he gives a distressed chirp and chitters nervously.
Ralph was confused; he could swear he was chasing Canker a moment ago, and now suddenly he’d found himself waking up and chasing someone visually enough like it to nearly get them killed. The giant’s arm unlocked and he stood up high to get a good look around him.
<Where is it?!> Ralph roared in his semi-disoriented rage, <Where’s that spiny coward who thinks it can play Programmer with me?!> He started for the edge of the woods, looking this way and that for the virus. <Yoooouuu can’t hide forever you proud- you proud coward!>
The cybrid did nothing to acknowledge the family he was endangering with this fit of rage, but even if he had noticed them, he was too wrapped up in his desire to find and destroy the virus that he wouldn’t think to issue an apology. If left to his devices, the former wrecker was set on continuing his search- which if Oriole’s reaction and his path of destruction was any indication, probably was bad for the game itself.