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Guinevere's words would have ordinarily made Syed falter with guilt. Hell, even now it caused a nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach. This... this was all they had? But... Amy was right. They didn't know the whole story, but these people weren't innocent. They had found Crispin, they had found Balti. He himself had been forced to attack his allies, and with protentially lethal force at that.

Whatever these people were. Whatever the whole picture was. They weren't innocent.

Neither were the Pride.

Moira had picked her sword back up on route, and was now belting towards the others to help support. They needed to end this sooner rather than later. It turned out Estelle didn't need help with the pupeteer man, in a move which made Moira really quite proud. That's her girl.

But this other woman was going fucking berserk, and she really couldn't have anyone stealing her title.

She adjusted her hold on her sword, once more aiming to swing with the flat of her blade rather than the edge. She had managed to reach the stage, bending her knees to jump up and continue her run...

Only for something to snag at her feet, like that damned seperating girl did earlier. She fell, feeling something soft wrapping it's way around her legs. A long snake toy of some variety. Along with those bloody tiny things which still continued to persist, scratching and scratching...

She had no way in hell of getting out of the way of the massive shark. It's long, lethal teeth were unnaturally sharp looking for the material they were made of, and Moira found herself snarling at the sight.

There was a horrifying crunch, and the next second she was gone. Seemingly swallowed whole.

"Moira!" Syed's eyes widened, backing off as much as he could. Which still wasn't much. His magic was waning fast, leaving him unable to keep up his constant barrier to keep the toys off him. Sure enough they had began to crawl up his long legs, using claws, teeth, whatever to get grip on his limbs.