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[b]"Wait, your dad died too!?”[/b]

[color=888888]— Amanda[/color][/center]

Amanda was the offspring of a succubus and a sand man. Two creatures that dealt with the dreams and desires of their victims. However, Amanda was not so in tune with what the people around her were feeling. A fight was going to start, that much she was sure of. But she didn’t have Ciri’s apparent ability to read minds. At least, that was what she assumed she could do based on their first meeting. She noticed Ciri looked at Billy, and as if commanded by her, he shifted into a defensive position moments before Tony pounced on him. 

She followed closely. Everyone was fighting, but Amanda was just doing the minimum required to stay alive. Her powers worked far better laying in wait than when directly fighting. She had only been able to take out the Principal earlier because he walked through her sand, much like Finn had walked through her father’s. Throwing sand at nearby cat men probably wasn’t the most productive use of her awakened powers. Though at least it was more useful than firing a gun at those weretigers. It just kind of pissed them off and made them transform. But Amanda wasn’t judging. They really did look like normal humans before they transformed. 

A mafia goon whipped his head around as orange fur grew out from his shirt collar. When the weretiger dove for them, Amanda winced and shucked a ball of sand at his face. He collided with her, but the beast had fallen unconscious. Monsters were extra susceptible to magic, so it wasn’t a surprise her sleep spell worked so well on them. She kicked the monster off of her before rallying behind Ciri. 

At this point, Ciri had responded to her earlier comment about getting upstairs. Initially she was outraged. Even if Ciri had helped her in the past, asking Amanda to let her father’s murder live a few seconds longer wasn’t tolerable. She couldn’t think of a reason Ciri’s revenge would be more important than her own. Unless… Had “that bitch” killed Ciri’s father? It was the only thing that made sense. Yes, if she hurt Ciri like that, then it only made sense that they should take out this  person before moving onto Finn. Besides, she was right by the stairs going up. Maybe they could chase them into Finn and kill them both together. Then they could have a pizza or an ice cream afterwards. 

She nodded. 

And then they charged. 

Viper was fixing to place a round between Trixie’s eyes when she noticed the esper and teenager charging for her position. She sighed when she realized they were coming in too fast to shoot either of them. So instead she stood up and aimed her SPAS down the battlefield and fired. No human could dodge a bullet in flight, but a monster could attempt to block them. [i]It[/i] placed itself between Ciri and the incoming lead, greatly softening the blow. It was still enough to knock her on her ass however. Viper fired another shot, this time aimed at Amanda. She stumbled backwards, but it was only a moment before she was running again. 

Viper grabbed her rifle and ran for the stairs. Amanda didn’t slow down, even as she gained more distance from Ciri.