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	The creature who was a person once had taken quite the unexpected series of hits, delivered by mystical, magical people of more than moderate annoyance. Except for that one hiding partly behind the crates - that display of scintillating, violet light might have been rather fetching in its own way, were it to have the upper capacity to enjoy things like this. 

	It didn't stop the screaming. The unholy klaxon from literally beyond death continued unabated, even if if took on a somewhat more gravelly tone now. Movement was harder. Not for the sake of effort, as those without proper life weren't burdened by the limitations of fatigue. Movement was harder because physical damage makes for suboptimal locomotion, and this particular corpse had indeed been damaged. This didn't stop it from fulfilling its purpose, with the unerring surety of a mindless automaton of bone and desiccated flesh. 

	Swiftly, the Screaming Corpse vaulted from its corner in the cell, landing at an angle to attack whomever was closest to its perception. It took up a stance that, while it had puppet-like, jerky motions, was highly reminiscent of a stylized unarmed combatant. It sprung lightly into the air, whipping its body around in a graceless but highly effective spin. One of the blocky, wooden sandals flew from its foot and arced slightly, passing between the bars of its enclosure at an almost leisurely spiral, before making connection with Kosara with an audible [i]BONK[/i]. This attack cracked with an amount of force which felt quite [i]critical[/i] in nature.

	A second assault, this one in the form of a wide circle kick, sent another sandal flying between the bars. Almost impossibly, the sandal sailed at just the right angle to miss the bars, miss the crates, and occupy the same space as Victoria's head for the brief instant it needed to knock it sideways, disrupting her music and quite possibly the [i]Faerie Fire[/i] spell she was maintaining. 

	The sandals, kicked off of the Corpse's feet, blinked back beneath them soundlessly. In contrast, quite soundfully, the creature yet howled. It retreated back to its corner among the straw. 


[color=red][b]Kosara has taken 13 points of magical bludgeoning damage.[/b][/color]
[color=red][b]Victoria has taken 5 points of magical bludgeoning damage.[/b][/color]

[@Sigil] Victoria is up next.