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[sub][@Asuras][@Psyker Landshark][@Rune_Alchemist][/sub][/center]
No sensation of magic breaking beneath. No sensation of any barrier shattering. Just scale pierced, and then, her foot was caught in [i]meat[/i]. They had made the incorrect presumption then. This monster's ability was natural, strange as it was, and Ilena retreated instantly at that, using her other foot to launch away from the snake as it smashed its head against the ground, then bucked madly to rid itself from Dragan, before it finally settled for slamming the swordsman into a mountain, sending an avalanche of stone tumbling down.

Conveniently, forming a bridge. Inconveniently, incapacitating one of them.

Most irritatingly though?

Displaying an amount of strength that Ilena had once considered [i]insignificant[/i].

Amethyst eyes sunk into the shadow of her wide-brimmed hat, an animalistic growl seeping from within her body. But the foe before her was gargantuan and, more importantly, [i]living[/i]. She had tasted its blood, sweeter than anything else she's had all day. Energizing, but not fulfilling enough. So...

[b]"We're leaving."[/b] A high-pitched shriek sounded, equal parts command and challenge, and Ilena bounded off, headed at an angle for the Cathedral. Luna was fast, but Ilena had always be the wilder child, as agile as the beasts she melded into her flesh, and she sought to draw the attention of the camoflaguing monstrosity, this snake-headed feline.

And so long as it was distracted properly, her two Exsanguinating Skeeters could descend upon Dragan, pulling him out the rumble and flying him over to Luna.