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[u][b]Phillus Circus-Big Top[/b][/u]

So her illusions didn't work on the dolls after all.

Aria clawed at the fluffy salamander that clung to her face, illusion dissipating quickly. The feeling of more fluffy bodies hurling and clinging themselves onto her made her stagger, before what felt like a mini soft cannonball barreled her down. She gave a pained scream as the dagger was pushed down even deeper, releasing the hold on the smothering plushie on her face as she slammed to the ground. 

Once again she was pinned down, and with a snarl she reached for the handle of the knife, ripping it out of her shoulder. It was doing nothing but hindering now, and the wound had deepened so much that a little more blood loss didn't matter anymore. Her hand shook from the pain, but she slashed at the plush creature clinging to her face, ripping the fabric apart and spilling stuffing out onto the sandy floor. 

She panted heavily, eyes darting around the tent. It had only become more chaotic, but with a start she spotted Marcus and Amy standing at entrance. A feeling of relief washed over her momentarily upon the two, before the bunny's dress obscured her face, trying to stop her from slicing at any more of its cuddly comrades.