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Just as she felt she was getting close to finishing the tentacle off, Zoe was batted away, and struggled to regain her balance as she stumbled backwards, the breath knocked out of her and anger flashing across her face. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she caught a glimpse of Aaron... biting it? What the hell was that meant to do? Answering her question, the thing let out a noise halfway between a roar and a scream, before revealing a mouth that looked more than capable of eating any one of them alive, along with its two buddies doing the same. [i][color=palevioletred]Oh for the love of...[/color][/i]

Zoe was quickly reaching the end of her patience both with the creatures and with Aaron. For now, she was happy to take it out on the noodle that had knocked her away after a look back at the two others confirmed they weren't needing her help right now. A quick glance between her black-lined arm and the wisps slowly rising from the spaghetti confirmed that her power was still taking effect, which hopefully meant she'd be actually able to tear it off if she tried again considering how close the noodle had felt to snapping earlier. About time, if you asked her! Invigorated, she started to move, lunging forward to grab the spaghetti.

She didn't realise it, but her enthusiasm at the prospect of tearing the thing apart was only partially her own, her stigma-driven bloodlust unconsciously bringing a slight smile to her face. While it would have been slightly disturbing anyway considering the situation, there was also a glint of murder in her eyes that meant it wouldn't have been surprising if Aaron thought she was about to attack [i]him[/i] for a second.

She wasn't of course - her bloodlust was at least directed towards the enemy, although Zoe wasn't about to spare Aaron completely, eyes flashing with anger as she glared at him, practically snarling. [color=palevioletred]"I've half a mind to let the damn thing have you!"[/color] As she spoke, she grabbed with one hand on either side of the part she was weakening and pulled as hard as she could to finally try and rip the spaghetti limb in two. Despite her words, she really didn't have it in her to leave anyone to die. Not that they needed to know that.