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[color=turquoise]"Should I roll over and show my belly?"[/color]

[color=888888]— Emily[/color]
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Emily stopped a short distance from the wolf that had at one point been Lupa, her arm crying out in pain from the earlier bite. Whatever had taken over Lupa was fiercesome indeed. The attack meant for Helga was an attack aiming to kill or seriously maim its target. And that was in the thick of a battle with a lich, no less. The fire girl couldn't imagine what sort of being would revel in such meaningless violence but she knew that she didn't want Lupa to injure or become injured because of it. Other people would understandable retaliate with lethal force if set upon, so she would give it her all to ensure things didn't reach such a conclusion. 

[color=turquoise]"Lupa...!"[/color] she finally spoke. [color=turquoise]"What's gotten into you?"[/color] she asked, almost as if she weren't speaking to a large beast with a blood thirst. [color=turquoise]"Are you hurt? Did that lich do something to you? This isn't okay, you need to stop before someone hurts you!"[/color] she pleaded to the wolf. Emily only betrayed concern on her expression despite the pain she was experiencing. This was less because she didn't want to show weakness in front of Feral and more because she wanted the 'conversation', if it could even be considered that, to remain being about Lupa. But boy was Emily jealous of girls with regeneration right about now. 

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[color=F65772]"Etiam!"[/color]

[color=888888]— Hilaria[/color]
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[color=F65772]"Movete!"[/color]

She had hoped the warning would be enough to allow the other girls time to move out of the way, but that didn't happen. Billy, or whatever he was now, attempted to cover the girls in his fleshy mass. This was problematic, to say the least. He should stop doing that! Hilaria frowned that things had not gone as planned. Now that she thought about it, whenever she tried to help people, this kind of result was common. Strange. 

But before much else could happen, Billy and the group around him were blanketed in blasts of light. These brought with them a surge of violent heat. Hilaria was subject to an experience that left parts of her burnt and her armor almost glowing hot. She almost couldn't differentiate between herself and the interior of a hot pocket. It was needless to say, but the experience was anything but pleasant. She entertained the idea that the copious amounts of sunblock she still had on her would have prevented this had it been applied prior. But the reality was such burns were better protected from by not having them in the first place. 

This would not keep the girl down. She grit her teeth and lifted up her shield, managing to block the blow from Billy, who had assumed yet another form. The strength behind it was immense, pushing even Hilaria backwards across the street. This lich was tenacious even by undead standards. 

As the girl slid she brought her shield down to hasten her recovery. Sparks flew from where her scutum met the road, and she soon came to a full stop. Wasting not a moment, she picked her shield up and began sprinting towards Billy and the others. The other girls seemed keen on pouncing on their foe with all that they had in order to put him down for good. How great for the rest of the girls and Armadillo! Slaying such a monster was an incredible experience. But, of course, they'd need to destroy that phylactery if they wanted to do that.