If the bussemand couldn't break into a daemon cage, then maybe that means that they can't appear inside them either. And perhaps they're too small for a snaga to crawl out of... or into. The only trouble remains in trying to reach the damned thing without getting torn to pieces.
Nyyrikki flexes their hands, and winces at the ache - apparently the MTs have been using the escarpment for target practice, and their hands throb with the pain of a thousand little cuts. Their purloined handgun will be less than useless if they can't squeeze the trigger.
They squint, peering closer at the creche of snaga. They seem to be circling something on the ground - occasionally darting in before jumping back, chattering all the while. Nyyrikki has an awful feeling that it's one of the soldiers - but since the snaga are occupied, it's as good as an opportunity as they're going to get to make a break for it.
But between them and the (relative) safety of the cage is a massive open field of driven snow.
pt 4
Nyyrikki flexes their hands, and winces at the ache - apparently the MTs have been using the escarpment for target practice, and their hands throb with the pain of a thousand little cuts. Their purloined handgun will be less than useless if they can't squeeze the trigger.
They squint, peering closer at the creche of snaga. They seem to be circling something on the ground - occasionally darting in before jumping back, chattering all the while. Nyyrikki has an awful feeling that it's one of the soldiers - but since the snaga are occupied, it's as good as an opportunity as they're going to get to make a break for it.
But between them and the (relative) safety of the cage is a massive open field of driven snow.
Shit.