[center][h2][color=darkolivegreen]Anyon[/color][/h2][/center]

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What would be the last thing you’d expect while trying to calmly eat your fruit in the shade? Most likely, it’d be that you were interrupted from doing it or something got in your way [i]of[/i] doing it. Well, for Anyon, both of those happened pretty much in quick succession as she found herself on the floor in a way less lit place than she would’ve like. Her clothes got a tad dirtied and her hat fell off, now closer to her neck. The robe was also slightly more opened due to earlier. Rubbing her head for only 3 seconds, she heard footsteps. Loud, very quick footsteps. And ones that, considering the number of them, were most certainly not human. Her eyes popped open and she looked to her side. Sure enough, a giant wolf was barreling in her direction. An annoyed groan came out of her mouth before giving a shrug. [i][color=darkolivegreen]This day? Went from bad boring to bad interesting real damn quick.[/color][/i] Glaring at her lupine opponent, she nudged a bit back as her hand extended a little bit out, with her right foot in a runner’s position and the other leg in a kneel position. Get ready...Get set.

[color=darkolivegreen]”Al Hu-![/color]

Her sentence was cut off by a knight stepping in pretty much out of nowhere. The only noise Anyon let out at this was a surprised “Uhhh…” as she saw the girl try and wrestle a giant wolf. The girl that, just by looking at her, she knew she had a solid 2 or 3 heads on in terms of height. Another confused “Uhhh…” escaped her lips as she raised an eyebrow. What the hell is even going on at the moment? Interrupting that thought though, the girl then said “A hero has to protect the weak, right?” which may have been an admirable sentence...if she didn’t say in front of the once confused, now positively pissed monk.

[color=darkolivegreen]”Are you freaking [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eaJmgMuYNjc][i]kidding me[/i][/url] with this shit?”[/color] She said in her gravely deep-pitched throat, with her voice reeking of resent. She could deal with plenty of insults and other people’s bull. But she will not tolerate being called weak just cause she got caught off-guard. Not in a hundred, thousand, [i]million[/i] years.

Anyon stood up quickly from where she previously sat. The entire time she was staring at the large wolf directly at where its red eyes were as she let out her own low, low growl at it. The look of a predator was something she knew, of a creature ready to kill. It was a look she was all too familiar with, from humans and animals and mabeasts. Except, for most, that was a look of survival, usually not so much any emotion. Emotion was on her face, oh you can be sure of that. Her eyes had the distinct “kill or be killed” appearance, but it also had a very different look in it. It had a distinct, pure, unrelenting [i]hate[/i] in the pupils and expression. It almost looked like her eyes were even glowing with the sheer anger it was radiating. Her large staff was held up in her other hand, being gripped tighter and tighter. It was this wolf’s fault that her day suddenly got worse and, as it now turned out, she was going to need some form of relief for this new rage. [color=darkolivegreen]”Oh, do you want to fight, mutt?”[/color] It was still much larger than her overall, if we were to compare it tail to head to her, but at least the height difference was assuredly far less than it was previously now that she was standing completely straight up. She let out a puff from her nostrils as her previous snarling grimace turned into an unquestionable half-smirk. The smirk of a predator was on her face as she stepped a few feet away from where the knight and wolf were wrestling.

She extended her right hand and held it out with her palm opened wide. [color=darkolivegreen]”Al. Huma! You lousy fucker!”[/color] She practically roared. She brought the fist up and, with it, 3 fairly large icicles, taller than her at the very least, rose up from the ground, behind and to rearest sides of the wolf. Unintentionally or perhaps intentionally, the one behind it was fairly close to its tail, possibly even spearing it through if it was unlucky enough. She had her legs positioned as well, muscles ready. If it decided to come at her, those legs were still ready to get out of the way and just cast shield to brawl with the creature too.

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