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metz/lambert, lambert/aiden, witcher lambert, the witcher, witcher 3

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HA i have TRIUMPHED in overcoming my own MASSIVE INCOMPETENCE to bring to you A NEW CHAPTER in the ONGOING SAGA of INSERT SOMETHING COMPELLING IN CAPSLOCK HERE:

Very Dark Magic’s Chapter 3, The Real Question, on AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/27993699/chapters/68977212.

The golem started smashing, and Lambert leapt desperately for another windowsill, caught it just long enough to break his fall, dropped to the floor and bolted back down the hallway from the direction he’d come, pelting along at top speed. The golem didn’t waste as much time as he’d hoped but took off right after him, and was just about as fast as he was. That hadn’t worked; he was going to fucking die against this stupid overpowered hunk of rock.

Keira appeared suddenly in a blaze of light as he scrambled down a hallway. “Lambert!” she said. “I need you to get in there!” She paused. “Why are you running?”

“Golem,” he said, skidding around the corner as nimbly as he could manage. Grabbing for her hand slowed him down, and the golem leapt around the corner and brought its fist down in a smashing blow he wasn’t going to be able to–

Keira stepped out of the way and blasted the thing with lightning. It fell in a heap of rubble and she blasted it into a smoking crater. Then she turned to Lambert.

“Come on,” she said, and she looked harried. “I think Aiden’s going to go berserk.”

He grabbed her hand, pausing for only a moment to glance back at the smoking crater. Holy fuck she’d blown that thing away like it was nothing.

Well. That was Keira, really, in a nutshell. (Your picture was not posted)