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Healed.

Pain.

For a fraction of a second all she knew was darkness. That damn notification about health again.

Fuck that.

Things devolved quickly as she opened her eyes. Rattle was being put on the defensive, even if he was too stupid to understand that.

She watched the odd magic as if in slow motion, already moving herself as she pushed through the pain, and hissed in pleasure as it tore through the armor and flesh of the bastard.

Weakness.
Blood.

Power.

She had seen his muscles work, she had seen him pull out the leaf.

He was distracted.

He was her's.

She pushed herself to her limit, moving as fast as she could along his legs before he could stand. Stealth didn't matter, awareness of his actions did, he'd feel her anyways.

She snapped for the leaf, and if he made it impossible to steal then she'd just poison it with a Breath.

And then...

If she wasn't thrown off she'd continue the assault, attempt to put a Glob in his open wound, and bite and rip and tear at any skin she could reach, calling him every vile thing she could think of when her mouth wasn't busy.