Kassy ground her heels into the sand as much as she could, and continued to hold the woman. As she did so, she spoke into Viola's mind.

[i]Yes, I know. This is quite unfair, isn't it? Nothing honorable about choking a person until they're a drooling mess. Pulse knows this, I do as well - I'm sure you know it too, but just in case you don't... There is no honor in true war. Someone wants you dead and there will be no chance to defend, no moment to pick up your sword, just... you die, or you kill. [/i]

She could feel the woman scratching at her arms, trying to yank her free. But soon enough the fight started to wane from her.

[i]You're very lucky I do not wish you dead, because my voice would be the last you hear. Maybe when you wake up you'll take a long look at your path.[/i]

Viola went limp and Kassy quickly let go, checking the fallen woman's pulse. Still there. With as much speed as she could muster, she pulled the woman across the sand and out of sight. Then Kassy exhaled and reappeared, trying to gather her strength again. Holding an illusion that long was draining - she would eat well tonight. She could hear the struggle of the last member of their group, being attacked by the creatures she'd riled. She wanted to laugh - if only Pulse could be here to see this!

But no, this man was the most dangerous by far and not just due to that gun. Until he was down, this wasn't over. Exhaling, she resummoned the Reece illusion, and rushed over, waving her arms wildly. "Hey, get off him, scat, shoo!"