The rumbling of battle made Marianne frown and she turned away from her newfound source of affection to peer outside her tent. Apparently the others had gone and gotten themselves caught up in a Velulu attack. How fitting. Even so, a cloud of dark, purple energy began to light up the tips of her fingers and she turned back to Hazel with a gleeful smile.

“Ah, it seems like our friends have found themselves in quite the predicament Miss Hazel. We should probably go out to assist them. After all, anyone and anything that hurts my [b]F.R.I.E.N.D.S.[/b] deserve a rightful evisceration!”

She said this cheerily, grabbing onto Hazel’s arm and dragging her outside into the middle of the fray. Of course, it was also a great opportunity to collect materials for her research but at this point it was pretty much a given for the Corpse Collector. As those two quickly entered the struggle, Solanne was fighting elsewhere in the camp with that ever present grin on her face. 

Ugly these things were, but not too bright if they thought they could take on the Crimson Hound. Slashes of scorching fire as hot as magma kept the creatures at bay. And when they didn’t dare to approach the fiery redhead, she leapt in and pounded them with flaming fists, setting their innards alight. Arcs of lightning covered her flank as John fought alongside with her. When there was a break through the enemy’s defense, she turned around to give him a thumbs up. It was to her surprise then to see him flat out abandon her to run off somewhere.

“Oi! Don’t tell me you’re scared! It’s just a few ugly creatures….okay, maybe a lot more than a few….”

Twirling Duster in her hand, Solanne dashed forward in John’s direction. Twirling flames danced around her as she hacked and slashed with expert ease and quick accuracy. The group that had now surrounded both her and John were now little more than steaming limbs on the ground. Once they had been taken care of, she ran in pursuit of where she last saw John. If he was easily spooked by a group of Velulu, then she’d have to keep him close by and protect him.

“Like now,” Solanne muttered, seeing John running back to her and a stalking Velulu launch itself from the side, claws extended. “Heads up Leather Licker!”

Using her flames to propel her, Solanne jumped forward and twisted her body in midair. Eyes burning with passion, she dropkicked the Velulu just mere moments before it swiped its claws at John, sending it sprawling back with lingering flames eating away at its body and consuming its mawed flesh.

“Sheesh. I’m pretty sure we’ve got better chances if we stick together, y’know,” she told John, landing from her dropkick.