The figure's blade met Zoe's flesh just above her collarbone. Digging into what should have been blood and bone the blade stuck and then absorbed into her flesh in a static like sizzle. Zoe's grip relinquished from the figure's throat momentarily as she glanced down at where the weapon hit. This was a new development...and it felt good. Throwing back her head, Zoe unleashed a laugh that ripped the surrounding trees in half.