BC3 - Levitation

Below, the Kohrak-Kal moved on. Just a few farthersteps, Lewa thought, willing himself to be patient. It’s almost time.

He grasped a strong vine hanging nearby, glancing up to make sure that it was firmly entwined around a higher branch.

When the creature was near the middle of the clearing, Lewa nodded. It was time.

He bent his knees and pushed off, springing gracefully off the tree branch. Holding the vine tightly with one hand, he held the other outstretched at the ready. The vine swung him down, down, down — as the vine’s arc reached the clearing, he was skimming just above the swampy ground.

Perfect! he thought eagerly, aiming straight toward the Kohrok-Kal. The creature’s broad back was to him, and Lewa could clearly see the softly glowing white krana-kal set into the center of it. He was almost close enough to grab it…

WHANNNNNNNNNG!

A burst of noise exploded out of the Kohrok-Kal just as Lewa reached it, knocking him to the ground as solidly as any physical strike might do. Lewa was momentarily stunned by the blow, but quickly leaped to his feet. The Kohrak-Kal hardly spared him a glance as it continued easily on its way, but it did gesture briefly in his direction with its shield. A split second later, a high wall of solid sound sprang up between it and the Toa Nuva — vibrating and whining, sending leaves scattering away and causing tree trunks at the edge of the clearing to bend and crack.

“You won’t awayblock the Toa of Air so easily,” Lewa muttered, though his words were lost in the cacophony. Taking a deep breath, he called upon the power of the Mask of Levitation. He floated upward, easily reaching the top of the wall.

As soon as he did, the sonic waves shifted slightly, moving out and around him and blocking his rise. The wall of sound surrounded him, pummeling him with its intensity, so loud that it seemed it would crack the earth and sky themselves.

Lewa dropped back to the ground, hardly noticing the force of the fall. Much worse was the force of the sound assaulting his ears — staggering, inconceivable sound. How could any creature hold such terrible power?

Lewa couldn’t think, couldn’t move — could do nothing but try to survive the assault.

It was unbearable — like nothing he had ever experienced, like nothing he could ever have imagined. It bent his mind until it could think no more, his body until it could stand against it no more.

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- BIONICLE Chronicles 3: Makuta's Revenge, Chapter 8