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[h3]Sakura[/h3]
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Sakura panted heavily, as she felt her thoughts go slow and heavy, as if she was crawling through mud. Her body was numb and sure, and was stinging all over, unable to lift herself from the ground. Even breathing seemed to hurt now. Her good eye, blurry and unfocused, could only discern rough, human-like shapes. As if to nurse her own wounds, she seemed to whisper to herself.

[sub]"I did it...Tenebra... The price has been paid."[/sub] She stated, unapologetically. It was then when she felt a new blur, with some kind of weapon aimed at her, berating her lack of morals and chastising her for daring to strike a little girl. Her teeth clenched as a low key, ragged growl came forth from her windpipe, along a hiss. Her limp fingers clenched into a fist, as she summoned every inch of her remaining will to give this new bitch a piece of her own mind...the dragon way. Her mouth glowed ominously. She could probably rip off her ankles with a good timed Storm breath or something...

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Meanwhile, Sanngridr just raised an eyebrow at the fast pacing of events. First, Decaffeine. Second, Valerie meddling in, signifying Cradle was involved. And third, the plight of a certain girl which made Ronin and her sister scatter from beneath her like panicked chicklings. Her eyes rested on the lady of Nightmares after offering a cursory nod to Gaia. Well, at this point, she could have taken Caroline, and fight her way out with her might, but even Justine wasn't enough of a reward for all the trouble. Sonia was still with Al, after all. What mattered if that oh-so called pretender of a playmaker that the Cradle top lady wanted to collect the special edition Justine and Caroline dolls? If anything, that only made her plays more blatant. It was apity, but she wasn't risking much more to get Justine back. Reaver was gone for trying to lick too many boots, a lesson hard learned.

And Sanngridr knew from more opaque players. So she beat her wings, once, and in an elegant stride, closed the gap between her and Connie, her eyes digging into the distraught girl. Her hand gently reached for the masked girl's chin with one finger, before tracing it back to the black tears running down her cheeks.

"Fear not, my masked lady. I have power over life and death. I am the Chooser of the Slain, after all." Sanngridr smiled as sweetly as she could, before slowly pulling her sword out, and using the inky tears from Connie, wrote a rune in the blade.

"Witness." She said solemnly as she aimed at the space between combatants. "BERKANAN!" She added in an energetic voice, as she focused her reinforcement and the rune. Coupled with the copied barrage power, Sanngridr's magical move turned into a healing explosion of sorts, revitalizing not only Caroline... but Sakura, and even Gaia too.

Sanngridr would then shrug and smile, her eyes now resting on Valerie. "What a disappointment more capable fighters did not join at once, then perhaps some of this... drama could have been avoided. Or then again, maybe not." The Valkyrie of cruelty then turned her back on the scene, not before giving a last longing stare to Justine, her eyes now resting on the green and black duo.

"Sanngridr used to have a dance partner, but she didn't know the steps... do you want to eat something out after this, mm?" 

Feeling new energies coursing through her, Sakura managed to stand up, calming herself. Her hunched posture still betrayed a lot of damage, but even so she managed to look dignified as she picked her own severed horn, glare piercing at Justine. "How do you like them apples, Keepitreal? You shouldn't be too surprised this happened. That little yandere-chan is every inch the lunatic you were. And you, Robot Maid-chan, keep that Visa Cereal junior chan on a tight leash."

She then turned her back on them, grumbling all the way as she slithered away, not before doing a last parting gesture with one of her middle fingers.