[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/7c283d9f-1d9d-4db2-826b-0eddeeedd500.png[/img][/center] [color=gray][sub][right][color=white][b]Location:[/b][/color] Uhladein, Eastern Marches [/right][/sub][/color] [hr] The ogre's fists crashed upon the shield and Lexann blinked against embers that fell from the depths as it shook under the force. As her other hand cut at voidlings, their claws and teeth irritating more than deadly to the hunter, she lowered the shield. Settled on the ground between her and the ogre as it recoiled from her block, her eyes turned back on the wild haired hunter--for just a moment as Lexann's attention was pulled elsewhere. If Lexann was pleased with herself or to see that the other was okay, it didn't show: her frown remained stiff and her brows furrowed in focus against the enemy. She rolled her shoulder in relief from the Forge and twirled her burning sickle in preparation of the ogre's counterattack-- [color=lightpink][i]Monster.[/i][/color] The word flickered through her mind as a white haired hunter descended upon the ogre. Lexann wasn't one to hesitate, but as the ogre and monster hunter exchanged blows, she couldn't spot a single moment where she could confidently lend a blade. Horror gripped at her heart as she watched the woman's body transform, grotesque and inhuman. Lexann's mind couldn't even quite comprehend what happened as her arm [i]exploded[/i] into poison, the substance eating at the ogre like fire on parchment. And nevermind the horrific sight, Lexann's nose wrinkled against the smell as the hunter stood straight as the ogre wailed in anger and pain. "[color=lightpink]What?[/color]" she exclaimed just as the smaller hunter did. She glanced to her again, relieved not to be the only one dumbfounded. But then fire erupted where she stood and Lexann raised an arm to protect her eyes from the bright heat. The hunter was fast and brutally strong, fueled by the flames. Lexann watched as the she tore into ogre flesh with her bare hands. The fight was bright against the storm and Lexann could see every movement the hunter made against the ogre. It wasn't as frightening as watching someone's arm explode into poison, but it was no less ferocious and effective. The woman fought like a wild animal until she nearly disappeared into the ogre's chest. One would think having an entire person shot into your body like an arrow would kill the thing. Nope-- the hunter was pulled from its body, and Lexann thought the blackened skin and hair was the void trying to consume her until the ogre threw her into the ground. Lexann still gripped the sickle in her hand, and she realized the obvious. It wouldn't do. She opened her palm and the tool disappated into the air, flames and blood extinguished, leaving her hand to shake in relief at the coolness of the rain. With a clench of her jaw, she doned the Forge again and its back opened into its heart. She didn't immediately get the chance to reach for her next weapon, though--a few void goblins remained. Confident against the small fries after withstanding a blow from the ogre, Lexann slammed the shield down to the ground with a crouch, turning one into a pool of ooze. Her hand, free of a weapon, shot out to grip a poor goblin's neck as she stood-- and she paused a moment before throwing the creature into the Forge's depths. "[color=lightpink]Hm,[/color]" she hummed when nothing obvious happened. Then she plunged her arm into the flames. Again, the fire tore at her flesh and blinded her senses to the world around her. There was only white hot pain as the fire destroyed her nerves and her body fought to rebuild them. Until, finally, she pulled her arm free. Despite her luck, her frown deepened. The warhammer was a glorious choice against such a foe; its rounded cylinder larger than her head and its length safe-- but the usual red gleam of a Forged weapon was darkened by the sludgey goblin she had tossed in. It had a hefty weight as well, unique against the dozens of weapons she had pulled, and she had to leave the Forge in the ground again to properly wield it. Both her hands burned as she adjusted her hold on it and her gaze refocused on the void ogre. It would have to do for a practice swing. "[color=lightpink]Hey![/color]" she yelled at the beast as she ran forward. The void ogre, injured and angry thanks to the other hunters, turned on her with a wide swing of its fist. Lexann responded by dropping to her knees and reeling the hammer back, her kneeguards helping her slide across the stone as she continued to yell. She felt the void ogre's arm barely miss the top her head and she swung her new weapon at its legs with a satisfying [i]crunch[/i]; thunder echoed the sound in the sky. Lexann paused where she crouched to watch the beast fall before raising her hammer again. She would crush its ugly head and finish the fight in a blow-- But she was too close after sliding into home like Babe Ruth, and the void's guard was up against 3 hunters. The ogre only had to swing its arm again and she was knocked aside, suddenly rolling against the stone ground. She braced as she rolled, allowing the momentum to put some distance between her and the enemy before she pushed herself up and onto her two legs. "[color=lightpink]Damn[/color]," she cursed as she rolled her shoulders.