[color=#007FFF][b][u][h1][sub][sub][sub]Farren[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h1][/u][/b][/color]		    could not have predicted the precise nature of her retaliation, but he’d had the reasonable assumption that she would indeed strike back. Still in the throes of the Darkbeast blood, Farren didn’t even hesitate, he just quickstepped to the right, in a slight arc, restricting the length of his dash to its minimum, its angle taking him just slightly out of range of her thrashing.

Seeing Ophelia attack, despite the risks, Farren kept up his own assault, bringing the Glaive back around and twisting to activate its mechanism, he released it in another slash, this one in the opposite direction from the first. In his new orientation it was more directed at one of her sides, rather than from the front or behind.

Almost subconsciously, he noted the strange bubbling and writhing of her flesh where he’d first struck…and the fact that she didn’t seem to be properly recovering from the damage they dealt her.