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Xuan-Yu clicked his tongue as the monster twitched, leg spasming just in time to misalign the Stinger Blade. His fist, moving at speeds fast enough to overcome the sound barrier, clipped the side of the hilt instead, tearing a meaty gash out of the side of its leg, but not rupturing any deeper muscles or tendons, not shattering to bits any bone. Idiot beast with nothing but good senses, huh.

Kicking off the monster, the black-armored assassin rolled upon the corpses, snatching up and sheathing his blade once more. His other arm went up, shielding his face from the blast of hot air that emanated from the monster’s entirety. Flames consumed the liondog, hot vapours surging out from its wound, and immediately, Xuan-Yu leapt backwards, the first bite snapping at empty air only millimeters away from him. He could feel the scalding heat now, enough to redden his skin and dry out his eyes. It’d be hard to approach for a kill in closecombat. A bad match up if slaying the beast was his goal, but that wasn’t the winning condition here.

Bite, slash, slam. Earth turned to ash with the behemoth’s approach.

Retreat, retreat, retreat. Evading by the barest margins as his blade drank in more poison.

With quick steps, dodges, and an occasional look behind his back, Xuan-Yu drew his foe further and further away from the soldiers’ defensive lines, allowed the beast to expose its back to his comrade knight. If Faye took this as opportunity to ram her glaive up its flaming butt and drag its guts out from there, then good. If Faye took this as opportunity to rejoin the [i]actual[/i] war efforts and leave Xuan-Yu to play with this pissed-off mutt, better.

Heh, if he kept this up long enough, maybe they’d be in range for him to call for an assist from Kim.