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    Amari punched the wall again, trying to diffuse her anger, whatever small glimmer of coherent thought trying to calm herself down, and push her anger away from the black haired woman toward the beast. It was it who seemingly dragged them here. It was itwho spawned those strange black blobs, and it was it who had killed Shinsou.

    Amari went to throw a third punch but something caught her eye, something so incredibly bizarre and surreal it was as though everything had paused to see the spectacle. A single dingy chest plate bounced across the floor, as though it were being tugged by an invisible force. Amari's eyes followed up, as it soared into the air and.... and...

    What the actual fuck?

    And there was Storm, riding it like some sort of villain atop a mighty steed. Except in this case the steed was a hunk of metal. Whatever the fuck Storm was doing, it did the trick, it baffled Amari so much it snapped her out of her rage. She glanced down at her bloodied fist, then back to the Crystal Snake Sword, it's blade still in the form of a snakes head, writhing and twisting, waiting for her swing, waiting to bite down into the unsuspecting flesh of its prey.

    Finally....finally Amari shifted her gaze to the eye riddled beast once more, following the trail of literal rats that burst forth from Storms sword. Guess he has a sword based on rats...and that woman... Her eyes shifted to Josette who was making an escape atop a mighty steed. A horse. So each sword has a manifestation of its animal...

    "A-Amari...g-go through...can't hold...m-much longer..." Jake gasped as he tried to push himself up off the ground. Amari glanced at him, then at the fading portal. If she were to go through now she'd be landing in a pile of blood, ichor, and writhing rats, with no sure way of using the portal to get away from the beast. I've been through worse

    Amari gripped the sword, giving a small nod toward Jake. "Right."

    You know what they say, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and Amari was well and truly scorned.

    She didn't offer Jake any words of thanks, she didn't offer him words of encouragement or reassurance. Such things had no place in battle. They each were playing their part and this beast was the last thing standing in their way. She dove through the portal, landing square in its gelatinous eye, part of it had already been torn open by Josette, a feat Amari would have to later thank the girl for, if she ever remembered. (And no doubt for the next month she'd sleep with damn shoes on. Monster eye juice between the toes does not make for good feel times)

    The eyes were no longer her target. Josette made sure of that. Instead, Amari slid down, sword held high over her head as she let out an almighty scream of vehement rage, she slid past the writhing tentacles, past a dozen more eyes and...

    plop

    Into the beasts gaping mouth, she landed on its tongue and one false move would land her into a stomach filled with acid.

    I've been through worse...

    She repeated to herself as she lifted the sword high above her head, the blade lashed out at the monster and the snakes head dug into the beasts flesh. It's teeth sinking into the roof of its mouth. The skin and flesh around the bite began to immediately decay and rot.

    The dying beast gave out a guttural roar which echoed around the red headed assassin as she held fast to the handle of the blade. It's tentacles began to thrash wildly, but she was safe, at least from the tentacles, within its gaping, dripping maw.
    Last edited by Mari; 04-14-17 at 12:12 PM.
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