[center][h1][color=cyan]Cynthia Schovajsa[/color][/h1][/center]
	[color=lime][sub]"Ah! W-Wait!"[/sub][/color] the little voice protested, panicking.

	However, her objections were cut off. Sybil stuffed her in the bag.

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	Cynthia grinned, baring her fangs as she fought with Hachiman. He seemed to be underestimating her on account of her womanhood, which was typical of humans. Little did he know that the women of her race were the warriors. Focused as she was on Hachiman, she wouldn't notice Sybil bravely entering into the battle, at first. However, she would vaguely understand the nature of her attack once she heard Sybil shout out to aim for the limbs. [color=cyan][i]Blood magic?[/i][/color] she speculated. No matter, she knew a weak point when she saw one. She used her magic to eat away at the earth beneath Hachiman's feet to create an opening, but suddenly, he kicked her away, breaking a rib.

	Now, he was engaged with Mitsuko. Cynthia took the opportunity to bite her forearm, giving herself a dose of her own painkillers. It would act fast. She cocked her head to indicate to Mitsuko that she was listening. She wanted [i]her[/i] to be the distraction? However, the plan changed quick as the elven newcomer made her appearance. [color=cyan]"We've found our dithraction,"[/color] she remarked casually. As Mitsuko made to rescue the newcomer, Cynthia took up a position to box Hachiman in as Zero made his approach. Her eyes widened as he cleaved Zero in half like it was nothing—first in shock, thinking he was surely dead, but then with some kind of sick amusement as she realized just how powerful some of her allies were. Seeing Hachiman cast a healing spell on himself placed her back on guard, though.

	She'd take the chance to cast another spell on herself. This one would contain the effects of the moon elf's buff as well as her own and any others that might be cast on her. With this, they would last much longer, and be resistant to any attempts to dispel them. Cynthia needed those heightened reflexes to stand a chance against a god who was now showing his full power. [color=cyan]"To sshow your fathe to a Schovajsa ith to ithue a challenge... or to beg for death,"[/color] she warned. Cynthia placed a hand on the hilt of Ninkigal. It seemed as if she was going to dual wield her swords as she charged at Hachiman—but instead, pillars of earth shot up out of the ground at odd angles, aiming to box him in or trip him up. Once within melee range, she'd use the katana with both hands. Otherwise, she wouldn't match his power.