Alasayana
The hunt begins again
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Honestly, she'd have thought these humans would have either fled or crumbled by now. For what force backed them that could they withstand both the righteousness of a Goddess and the fury of the Sun? She would give credit where credit was due, at least, but that did not meant she liked it. They indeed, as much as she boasted otherwise, were worthy opponents simply because of how weakened she was. It was...kind of a novel feeling, really. Never once had she felt weakened as so. She couldn't say it was an unpleasant feeling. Was this what it was like to be the prey, just a bit?

"Amusing!" She'd say, unrelenting in her assault still. "Hmph, I rarely have felt so weakened as to consider mortals a challenge. You should consider yourselves proud, that you are allowed to stand even before my weakened form!" Of course such praises were neither here nor there. As amusing as it was, she must still continue with her judgement. A low growl as the group of mortals would train their weapons upon her. It'd be easy enough to shield herself from most damage by the use of her tails, but ah, how annoying. Her poor tails were getting dirtier and dirtier. Should she blame the priestess? Someone would need to groom them and she doubted there were any tail fluffers...nhn, no she should focus on the humans.

The goddess would take a defensive stance, using three of her tails to form a defensive wall between herself and the humans, using one tail to lash out at any that would get within its range and slowly make her way towards them. If she had their attention, then the others could easily make short work of most of them. She'd worry about her tails later. It was more important to resolve this issue quickly.