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The claw going for Akyasha met her axe, the claw being stopped mid swing as the force of the blow strained Akyasha’s arms, likely fracturing a few bones in her body from the sheer force as she’d follow suit, ripping her axe from its claw and spinning, aiming for the things neck.

“Not planning on it!” Julene replied with a shout. In tandem, Argus’ cutlass sliced into the beasts neck, a long gash being driven into its jugular, blood spraying from its body in a red, sanguine mess. Akyasha’s axe was not far behind, the momentum cutting a long, if shallow gash down the creatures neck just in time for the weapon to once again meet the creatures claw as it was moving to slam into her again.

This gave Julene a proper opening as its neck just barely missed going for her.

“You wanna eat something, fine!” She’d hiss, before its mouth closed and tossed one of the bombs into its neck.

The thing reeled back, seeming not too bothered as it’d stand to its full height - the light from the bomb could be seen first as the thing exploded outwards, chunks of flesh and blood liberally being flung from the explosion as the creature screeched, falling over onto its side…but not quite dead yet as it’s ragged breathing, trying to stand once more as its now mangled neck barely was able to hold itself up.



Forest of beasts
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Frozen lance and bloody ribbon sliced through the air. Kodelia roared, the red threads of the spectral hands forcing her to move still, but for all their machinations, they themselves were not adept at defense or movement it seemed. All they could do, was use Kordelia as a meat shield, Giselle’s ribbon slicing into the bestial vampires hide as she was forced to block it - but she however, could not completely stop the frozen lance or the lashings.

Red threads were severed.

The hands shuddered, as Kordelia’s body froze, the last of the red fate-stealing threads severed.

And then she fell.

her heavy, bestial body fell to the ground.

All at once the forest fell still. Silent.

She wasn’t moving.

Suddenly, Giselle would hear the quiet thumping of the heart in her possession, and the dagger she had taken, felt hot.

[color=#B22222][i]Feed her…my child, [b]feed[/b] us.[/i][/color]

A voice, sanguine but so very comforting.

The spectral hands themselves, however, were not dead. With a twisting of their fingers and the two hands into what seemed to be a prayer, they would merely sink into the soft earth, disappearing into its depths before it could be taken out completely.