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Leila tapped the top spike of her club and it shrunk back into a ring, which she slipped back on her finger. "Interesting. Because I share my mother's blood, I am always able to use my powers. Do you have to have a god to do magic? Also, in your amulet? Isn't that a little small?"
She struggles in his grip, but, realizing he has the literal upper hand, she stops fighting. “This is crazy. I yield, but you have to let me talk to your ghost - Sobek, right? This is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. How strong is he that he can allow you to do this while not even present?
Leila dances back from the khopesh’s swing and twists her hands around the staff of her club. Vines start wrapping around the avatar’s feet. “How are you doing that? Is it magic or technological? Is there a duration that you can hold it for? What does it feel like when I do this?” and she smashes her club into his avatar’s toe.
Leila braces the plants, grips her club tightly, and rushes out from under the cover. She slams her club into the avatar’s shin. “Thanks! That totally clears things up!” she responds, voice dripping with sarcasm.
lmaooo she's used to beating things until they turn into dust, not 25 feet of glowing crocodile guy
Leila’s eyes widen as the fist flies down towards her. She crosses her arms in an “X” above her head, and thick ropes of vegetation burst from the ground and form a barrier. “What the FUCK even is that?!” she demands, breathing heavily.
lmao imagining leila thinking "aw yeah he'll have, like, enhanced speed or some shit" and jacob just manifests a 15 foot tall glowing crocodile man thing
Holy SHIT
Leila falls backwards as the avatar forms in front of her. She regains her footing, narrows her eyes, and huffs.
Is this one of those possessed things?!
Leila snaps the bindings with her club and stumbles to her feet. She meets Jacob halfway and slams her club into his khopesh. “That-” she grunts, “would be Kelp. He’s my friend, I think?
Leila shouts in surprise, and falls to the ground. As she hits, a child-sized shape punches through the ground in front of her and rushes at Jacob. A greenish yellow infant flies at his face, snarling and scratching.
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