[ It's a diversion that works, at least. Whatever toxin flows through her veins now, driving that violent instinct — it doesn't seem to prefer any one target over another. Maybe she was having fun one-on-one with Rex, but the bloodthirst isn't picky. As soon as that first Imp appears around the corner, she veers off from her dodged pursuit of Rex, launching herself at this fresh meat without even missing a step.
He barely gets a chance to utter a strangled little sound before she's crashing into him, vicious and relentless — a terror with only a knife in her hand, that mean edge peeling open armor to get at the soft flesh beneath. His screaming is muffled by his helmet.
And there's more where that came from. Other guards, following behind. They should keep her busy — for a short while, at least. ]
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He barely gets a chance to utter a strangled little sound before she's crashing into him, vicious and relentless — a terror with only a knife in her hand, that mean edge peeling open armor to get at the soft flesh beneath. His screaming is muffled by his helmet.
And there's more where that came from. Other guards, following behind. They should keep her busy — for a short while, at least. ]