Re: The Guardians of Asgaard!!!
Her movement is difficult given the damned chainshirt all but binding into the threadbare garments the matronly druid was forced into, her connection with nature severed. The connection to the strength in her arms is still around so Aldi tries what she can to contribute, throwing her weight into her own tugging.
"Who could be attacking our captors?"
she grunts, pulling harder, "Allies from home? That damned dark lord we heard about so long ago?
"We understand that it's tough to tell someone you love them, but for the love of Robot Buddha, you are right now being chased by killer machines that are actively mutating hobos in their war to destroy you while the telephone of live-saving escape is screaming urgently into your face. A better (nay, perfect) time for this stumbling exchange would be after you've answered the phone and are back on your robot-free spaceship."