[Then she'd misunderstood him, but the result is much the same; she's readying herself at his swerve, and leaps for safety at his command. They'd been moving far too quickly for any sort of delicate landing, and Eurydice is already bracing herself for the neat tuck and roll she needs to execute to make a clean getaway.
The ground is hard, but not unlike the earth in winter, and while it's a shock to hit it after being carried on warm, muscled flesh, she makes no complaint, regaining her footing and fleeing with all her strength. She has complete faith in Hercules - he's a hero in every sense of the word - and though she wonders briefly who Alcestis is, and what she did.]
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The ground is hard, but not unlike the earth in winter, and while it's a shock to hit it after being carried on warm, muscled flesh, she makes no complaint, regaining her footing and fleeing with all her strength. She has complete faith in Hercules - he's a hero in every sense of the word - and though she wonders briefly who Alcestis is, and what she did.]