[color=#007FFF][b][u][h1][sub][sub][sub]Farren[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h1][/u][/b][/color]		    cursed under his breath at the lack of results from his attack. He observed the Moonborn’s visceral strike, and the faint sawing noise that seemed to be coming from somewhere beneath Arrayah–surely that was Gerlinde. Then the damned creature began to recover, withdrawing its arm. Farren cursed again and jumped back, not in a dash, but just for a bit more distance as he whipped his weapon, lashing the beast even as it suddenly began to retreat towards the far off center of the massive room.

Then the voices, the whispers. Farren glanced about and it seemed he wasn’t the only one hearing them. Still…it unsettled him, it felt…wrong…too similar to a violation. An involuntary shudder went through him and he narrowed his eyes, wetting his lips as he saw Arrayah massive almost centipedal body spiralling up the pillar. [color=#007FFF][b]“That bodes well,”[/b][/color] remarked the Azure-eyed hunter with a displeased annoyance…and then the Profane Blade began to change, shadows congregating, as if drawn toward its form.

[color=#007FFF][b]“Scourge…”[/b][/color] Farren muttered, something of a swear as well, but this time intelligible. He glanced at Ophelia then back to Arrayah. Well…if they failed, they could come back better prepared, but Arrayah did seem to learn somewhat from their encounters, she wasn’t wholly mindless…and seemed even less so now if the strange speech was anything to go by.

Farren snapped the Beastflayer back into its base state and shifted almost nervously, unsure if she would leap from a great height and plummet down at them…or if she would remain perched, forcing them to find a way to topple her from the structure. Neither was pleasant, but he’d much prefer the former to the latter. Farren, keeping his eyes on Arrayah, took a handful of moments to reload his spent blunderbusses with quicksilver bullets before replacing them in their respective locations on his body.

He glanced one last time to Ophelia, then gripped the Beastflayer more firmly and steeled himself for whatever fresh hell Arrayah was intent to send their way next.