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[b]Bugtanical Gardens[/b]
A puff of smoke suddenly billowed ahead, the rest of the group were that much faster after all. As always Moira and Syed lagged behind, and Moira found herself becoming more and more fustrated. Why was she running?!

Suddenly Moira screached to a halt, digging her heels in the ground. Syed, who was slightly ahead of her at the time, was caught completely unawares and was suddenly brought to a stop. He clutched at his chest and gave out a shout in agony as he fell to the ground. Moira similarly couldn't help but flinch and stagger from the pain of their curse being pulled at so sharply, but at least she managed to stay standing.

"Moira...!" Syed gasped, trying to push himself back up as quickly as he could. "What are you-"

"Fuck this shit. I don't care anymore. Nobody fucks with me."

She clenched her fists, turning away from her partner and towards the insects which were already upon them. Her rage made her blood boil, and Syed could almost feel the heat from her even as he stood 6ft away. She didn't do running. She hated running. And running from a foe? No.

Suddenly she stepped to one side, one of the insects' gods damned hammers missing her just [i]barely[/i] and smashing into the ground. The earth shook and cracked under the sheer force of it.

"Let's fuck them over back."

Syed could do nothing but gape. Sure, it would give the others a chance to maybe escape, but-! "You can't be seri- AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Moira had leapt forward, grabbing a hold of the hammer - just as the insect had began to lift it again. The pair were thrown high, [i]high[/i] into the air, once more sending spasms of pain through both of their chests. Syed flailed as he tried to right himself, his eyes bulging at the ground getting further and further away... and more and more like how he was used to seeing it. Well, of the myriad of ways he pictured dying in this senario... falling to his death wasn't one of them.

Moira, on the other hand?

She brought back a fist, and punched the offending arsehole right in the eye. No matter how big the size difference was, the insect was going to feel [i]that[/i].

No time for fighting her arse. She was a Berserker after all.