One by one the fishmen fell to the blades of the hunters. The damage they did was fairly minimal as far as Libe knew. It was more shocking than dangerous, but she knew such over confidence could kill her. Still she took solace in the fact that she could, in fact, kill these creatures. She gripped her arm as it was shaking. It was her first kill on a creature that wasn't an animal. She's hunted rabbits, foxes, deer, wolves, and even slew a bear, but this was her first monster kill. She took a small sheet of cloth and wiped the blood from her blade as she looked to the others. Sure enough Anastasia's mob was no match for even one of these creatures as Libe watched in quiet horror of the ghastly scene before her. Men and women torn apart like hens attacked by wolves. And it was just one of these monsters that had done this. Libe wasn't sure if she should be horrified or proud that she managed to slay one of these creatures on her own. She did have to turn away to vomit a little.

Wiping up her bile from her mouth Libe looked towards Anastasia as she made a spectacle of her kill. Her two minions had tore it's arms off while she had grabbed it by the head and kept it still with inhuman strength. Perhaps it was the power of the potion, but Libe herself still couldn't believe such a potion could grant a mere mortal that level of strength. [color=goldenrod]"Inhuman..."[/color] Libe shuddered. Anastasia approached which made Libe straight up but hide her eyes underneath the brim of her hat. The woman congratulated Libe on the efficiency of her kill to which Libe spoke curtly. [color=goldenrod]"Expect nothing less. If I had not, more of your men would've died."[/color] She motioned towards the pile of mutilated corpses without looking directly at them. Libe wondered if she even cared that she had brought these sheeple to a slaughter.

Anastasia was going to head west where the captain had gone to assist him. Libe figured he could take care of himself, however it was possible that he may have also found the creature. If so Libe wanted to be there to fight it. So she followed Anastasia for a short while until she heard a deafening roar that was so loud it caused Libe to kneel and clutch her ears. [color=goldenrod]"Goddamn! What was that!?"[/color] Turning to the source of the roar Libe paled before the sight. Even from her distant position the creature was [i]huge[/i]; easily twice as tall as Libe, and likely eight times as heavier. Compared to the ones they just fought Libe could tell this one wasn't going to be nearly as easy to slay. Hell, one arm was bigger than Libe's entire body. If she even gets a glancing blow from that creature, Libe doesn't expect to leave without broken bones if not a limb torn off. Fear shook her body.

But it would not control her. [color=goldenrod]"No! I won't let this creature end me! It will be nothing more but a stain on my blade."[/color]  She had already slain it's spawn and this monster would meet the same fate. She would be faster, strike swifter, and cut the creature into ribbons before it could lay a finger on her. This Libe was determined to do. Readying her sword once more Libe watched as two arrows flew into the monster's mouth. Libe barely caught sight of the mysterious archer who fired them and by the time Libe looked she saw nothing but rocky crags. Still Libe couldn't let this opportunity go to waste as she charged forward, blade poised to strike, as she readied for the monster to come at her. [color=goldenrod]"Foul wretch! You belong with the rest of your kind in a slum market: gutted and hanged."[/color]