[center][color=ed145b][h3]~Cerise~[/h3][/color][/center]

Still no reaction from the big guy, eh? Apathetic and slow, in spite of having a daybreaker charging at it at full force. Probably thought of her little more than an ant to be crushed. Naive fool of a creature...didn't even realize what it was, did it? That was alright, she was going to end its unsightly existence shortly anyways. It raised its fist in a fairly apathetic manner, before slamming it into the ground hard enough for the very earth beneath her feet to heave and catapult her head first towards the Tyrant itself.

Well, make things easy for her why don't you? By now, Cerise and Versomme both only wanted one thing. To feast upon this creature and end its pitiful existence. Just another stepping stone on the path she had decided to walk.

A vine grew from the writhing mass that was wrapped around her left arm, rocketing towards the Tyrant as it got within the range of her vines. Unlike her previous ones however, this one was thicker. It was at least the size of a persons neck and seemed like it'd at least be more difficult to tear or cut and the jagged thorns growing on it meant touching it was going to cut most fleshy things with ease. At the end of this vine, something reminiscent of a venus flytrap was growing. The plant was the size of a adult human head and similarly covered in sharp spikes in case someone tried to touch it. The mouth of it was what one might expect. Teeth like protrusions gnashed in a vicious manner as a stream of digestive, acidic juices fell from its mouth.

Like some sort of flying serpent, the vine shot through the air aiming to latch onto the skeletal creatures neck and start the process of devouring. In her right hand, she readied the sword that was her Crown and held it forwards.