[color=fff79a][b]Hazel Baker[/b][/color][hr]

Her breathing was growing heavier, the corners of her mouth twitching from the sheer excitement filling her mind. 

Her collar was clicking steadily, beating steadily and rhythmically like an alien heart. Hazel was sure the logo on the front had turned red as a warning. It meant she was dangerously close to shorting out her reason. Being shut down right now wouldn't be good, especially with so many of those creatures left for her to destroy. [color=2e2c2c][i]I don't want to die.[/i][/color]

The smoke from all the explosions was to be expected, but she suspected she wouldn't have time to throw out another one from what she had seen of those thing rushing towards her. With the others so close to her, she wouldn't be able to simply do a wide sweep blindly as well. Hazel checked her shoes to confirm she still had the wishalloy there before nodding to herself.

She jumped, before materializing her hand underneath her and lifting herself higher out from the smoke, where she could see two clockwork dogs on either side and more rushing in from the front. [color=2e2c2c][i]go away go away GO AWAY[/i][/color]

With only one hand left to use in her projections, she materialized a sword, a perfect copy of the sword she had bought, down to the way the hilt was made, and the curiously shaped pommel. Similar, but larger and sharper. With a sweep of her hands, she swept her hand  in a wide gesture, bringing the projected sword down to the left and slashing in a wide arc towards the right. It was as much an attack on the approaching clockwork monsters as it was a warning to not approach. [color=2e2c2c][i]dont worry dont worry dont worry
 ill protect you[/i][/color]