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Rain's tongue flicked over her blood covered maw, turning her attention to the shouting one nearby she'd poisoned and
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Oh. That lizard who had gotten Crispy was attacking it.

[B]Good.[/b]

She turned to look at the Goblin clutching his throat, the last immediate threat.

They'd hurt her. She would kill them for that.

She darted forward, spending some precious stamina to remain silent, a dart instead of a bullet. [B][Muffle II][/B]

She would bite into his leg, continue her momentum and topple the bastard. With his hands attempting to stem the blood flowing from his neck, it should be easier. Right?

Either way, she was going to be tearing at his neck. Even if she had to rip his arms off.

Not that she couldn't just get to the side or back of his neck, possibly.

[Color=00aeef]"Die!"[/color] she hissed with malice.