[As soon as she touches down the bird's back, Freya stabs the metal pole, now red-hot as if drawn out of a fire, down between the plats on its neck to what she assumed was wires. She was about to twist it viciously in an attempt to disconnect them when Thanatos' sudden movement startles her, pausing her long enough for the storm bird to complete it's charge.]
[And then everything is pain. She doesn't fall thanks to her muscles going rigid and hands grasping even tighter onto her weapon. When it subsides, Freya has just enough sense to drop her weight, taking the pole with her and twisting the wires inside.]
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[And then everything is pain. She doesn't fall thanks to her muscles going rigid and hands grasping even tighter onto her weapon. When it subsides, Freya has just enough sense to drop her weight, taking the pole with her and twisting the wires inside.]