[center][h2][b]Ophelia[/b][/h2][/center]

Ophelia took note of the short duration of the attack and pulled her blade from its shadowy sheath and admired it once more, in stark contrast to the new heights of revulsion Arrayah's monstrous form inspired. Ophelia had truly seen a lot--but all of that had been just people, or animals, or on occasion those who might find themselves betwixt... not [i]this[/i], not whatever foul progeny of the Old Blood this was. Arrayah had been down here devouring and being devoured, mutating and multiplying, for longer than Yharnam as they knew it had existed. Perhaps for longer than humanity had existed? As the abomination's chitinous insectoid wings detached themselves from their fleshy cocoon and began to vibrate they were joined by another keening from behind, though it quickly became obvious that it was Gerlinde--down but not out, and having healed herself enough to rejoin them in spectacular style.

Ophelia took advantage by following up with yet another repeat of the same attack, albeit this time taking the extra time to find a horizontal shadow from which to slice through Arrayah but leave Farren and Gerlinde unscathed. She considered perhaps using one of the attacks she was more familiar with, wondering how they looked both from her weapon's new heights of power and its change to being voltaic in nature... but as she loaded yet another quicksilver bullet for a follow-up, she figured that she would wait for Arrayah to finish whatever this transformation was and potentially use another attack depending on what happened next.