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[h3]St. Peterburgh, Russia
Midnight // JANUARY, 24[/h3]
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So they fell, and Eleven took the opportunity to follow them to the second floor. She landed on top of one of their heads, once again using her blade to pierce the space between its neck and body. Latching onto its head with her claw from behind, she [i]pulled[/i]. With super human strength and using her blade as leverage, she attempted to rip off the things head before they realized what was happening...but that damn little rat had a few more tricks up his sleeve.

[color=a0410d]"The fu-gah-"[/color] Before she could get a decent grip on it, the deafening noise caused Eleven to flinch yanking hard on the things head. Defensively, she pushed off its body, landing a few feet away as she grimaced. [color=a0410d]"Geh...this guy...is really...going to have to join me for dinner when I find him, keh-heh..."[/color] Eleven chuckled darkly as she coughed twice more, standing up and positioning herself in front of them.

This smoke was making it hard to breathe, even for her. Her lungs could handle, indeed, she could even breath her own acid without a problem, but whatever this was, it was almost suffocating. Didn't help that the lights were out, down here, either. Still, his little trick worked. She lost her chance at an ambush, and this smoke was effectively nullifying her acid. Seemed once again, all she could do was run here.

She needed to keep calm, inhale as little of this as possible and either find Three, or where this little rat was hiding - so she made her way to the first floor.