[i]"Flee while you can, as it gives life to the hunt and the chase."[/i] The retort came with bellowing might, another strike crushing the sickly dark before it. Sure their numbers were many and their "persons" inhibiting, but there was no shortage to the raging wrath they endured for it. They had stepped into the forward wind of a hurricane, one armed to the literal teeth.

The primal force crashed upon them despite their cascade of resistance, inky fingers reaching out in desperation to score a blow upon the avalanche. They did, but what good it would do them was... questionable. At most they phased through bits of spirit-stuff, sending its ethereal essence away and dispersed for a breath, only for it to reignite. Weakening the hewing claws and the force behind them was only delaying the inevitable.

[i]"There is nowhere you can go that I cannot follow, not this life or even the next, as I have all eternity."[/i] 

And delay they did until they could no more and it vanished without dim flicker or trace with ghostly fire. It waited a few prolonged moments before life, as it seemed, returned to it and it resumed its place not as the beast of legend but a fierce paragon of feline form.

From there, it quickly joined pursuit, seeing that its unexpected ally and that which seemed to be its most long-standing had split off. An unwise decision, but it now found there was no time but to pressure the break it had cut open.