Flying is just throwing yourself at the ground and missing.
(Falling out of this thread here!)
There is a hole in the ground. Well, not even a hole. More of a crater, its edges fused and glassy, the vegetation around it burned to inch-high black stalks within a quarter-mile radius. The puddle of slagged and melted debris at the bottom of the metres-deep wound in the earth bubbles and smokes quietly to itself.
And dimly visible through the liquid rock and the rising steam, an observer might just be able to discern the long, smooth lines and curves of a massive humanoid shape half submerged in the bottom of the hole...
There is a hole in the ground. Well, not even a hole. More of a crater, its edges fused and glassy, the vegetation around it burned to inch-high black stalks within a quarter-mile radius. The puddle of slagged and melted debris at the bottom of the metres-deep wound in the earth bubbles and smokes quietly to itself.
And dimly visible through the liquid rock and the rising steam, an observer might just be able to discern the long, smooth lines and curves of a massive humanoid shape half submerged in the bottom of the hole...