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The first Thrall was cut down within seconds, body stumbling backwards and futilely reaching for the ceiling. The second soon joined it, her heavy blade cleaving it nearly in two and sending it flying across the room, dispersing almost before it even hit the ground. Even as she felt their weapons cut into her flesh, she kept up the assault. A few flesh wounds wouldn't kill her, and pain was not something she entirely minded.

The Revenant grabbed the hilt of her blade with both hands, as she finished an upswing, putting all of her force into the next strike, she slammed the entire thing into the next thralls midsection. As soon as the swing finished, she rolled backwards to put some distance between her and the thrall swarm. Odd, her body felt lighter? Did one of those neanderthals do something? Well, at least they could make good decisions in the midst of combat.

[color=ec008c]"Keh, weak little playthings aren't you."[/color] She took a moment to catch her breath, though still maintaining her aggressive stance. As soon as they'd get close, she'd cleave all of them in one sweep of her blade.