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With everything going to hell in a handbasket, things seemed tranquil between Shayton and Everleigh Thorn. 

There was a boiling rage, the thoughts of the mansion burning and the death of the Kaiser or the more literal instance 'Dad' came back to Eve's mind for a moment, almost like a burning rage of sorrow and agony that Kali had to subside through when he mind-knocked her just hours earlier. Most would act on this rage, use its raw power to plow through or make purpose in combat against an enemy but someone like Shayton was planning on it. A cunning old man, though some old fart wouldn't outplay her it was apparent that being Paranormal was beneficial to him someone of that age should be geriatric but to teleport or move beyond the speed of light was terrifying.

She bit down on her tongue as her face raged a hot red, soon controlling herself of her outward emotion for once as she summoned a long black shadow-like sword into her right hand. A nimble short sword of sorts, small puffs of shadows like bushes emerged nearby each with tentacles oozing out wanting to grab Shayton to slow him down or trip himself up. "...I must say, to decide where you will die is a gallant act." 

A bush of shadows formed onto her for a few seconds before she vanished as it disappeared, the bushes moved and closed themselves out as she moved around Shayton. The tentacles harassed Shayton doing their job to open him up, even for a second.

The best offense was defense, in the face of an immortal enemy an Achilles heel must be opened up or imminent death would follow. 

One strike was all she needed, this was the start of a duel.




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