Ophelia Noella Kaides - Hadrum, Last stand. [@OwO] [hr] [i]Inhale.[/i] A swift sidestep, the heavy blow of the Orc missing entirely. [i]Exhale.[/i] In the next instant, a swift, practiced movement. The blade thrust forward, the estoc piercing the creatures thick hide and sinking deep into its flesh. An angry, pitiful cry from the beast as the blade subsequently was pulled out, now covered in the monsters disgusting ichor. A second strike followed, piercing the creatures throat upwards into its skull. Unnecessary but she wanted to be certain it was no longer a threat. A bellowing cry from behind, but she was already prepared as a Wulver charged. A step away as she'd spin to face the creature. [i]Inhale.[/i] She could feel her lungs starting to burn. The amount of exertion she was having to perform just to keep up... [i]Exhale.[/i] "Having trouble with a sickly girl like me, you guys must be the worst demons I've ever seen." Ophelia taunted, the despicable creature lunged forward, a sweeping strike. She'd grimace as her blade met its, a crack of pain blooming across her arm as she'd deflect it with all her strength. It was enough, though, for an opening. The Estoc found its way into the creatures abdomen, its viscera and guts spilling over the ground as she'd pull it out seconds later. "Haa...." Relative silence followed. The sounds of battle from the desperate push forward nearby reaching her ears. She'd very much have preferred to be there but...well, what could she do? She'd only get in their way. She had learned that lesson already. The message had been loud and clear from her father, to say nothing of the events that led to her mothers death. Instead, she had been clearing out and trying to cut off reinforcements or monsters nearby to help take the pressure off the center. She didn't know if it was helping but... What else could she realistically do with this frail body of hers? "...whew...okay. This exhaustion is getting to me-!" A snarling cry from above, a beating of wings as it landed in front of her, slamming her with its wings. "Guh-!" Ophelia was knocked backwards, the impact sending her stumbling backwards. "Tch, bastard-!" She was cornered between an alleyway and a flying monster, now. The small side street she had been fighting on and working down now blocked by this creature. "Fine...you'll die like the others." Tough words, despite her aching body and the fact that blow had likely broke something, but there was nothing for it. She wasn't going to fall here, no. She refused.