[Hayame likewise pays the price for landing that solid strike with her back hooves. The blade leaves a deep cut along her powerful rump, the demonic energy adding pain beyond the already plenty a sword would leave, spilling a rich crimson over her dun coat and leaving ripping flesh and muscle in its wake. But she lands it, she feels his chest crack beneath her hooves-
But that damn woman-
She manages to catch a glimpse in the right direction as she whirls back around to face her opponent, keen eyes in the dark picking out booted guards reaching, the woman making a dash for freedom-- but none of them needed heightened senses to catch the wail of the infant that rings out in the night. She had promised to see her to safety, but she had promised Liem, not the woman herself, and she- She had just been a means to an end, a way to get custody of the Kenoma she'd been convinced wasn't like this, who she just wanted-
She doesn't want to run. That's clear in the anger in her eyes when she's facing the swordsman again. She wants to stay and she wants to fight, she wants to trample him into the goddamn dirt- But she also wants to take Liem back, she knew she should have insisted he give her his shard, how foolish, how stupid--
Her blood splashes across the cobblestones in a whip of an arc, the same one as her long, black tail. There's not enough time to think, her pupils are dilated to pinpricks, sweat has lathered white and frothy on flanks that heave with exertion and pain. If she could just switch their positions, get Liem situated closer to the woman and able to break away to help her...]
She needs you- !
[Not her. She hadn't even been able to convince her to come with them, Liem had needed to do that. Luo Binghe wasn't the only one who wasn't a hero here. She had never been able to save anyone, not a single goddamn person, so if any of them were supposed to help her-
Hayame lets out an inhuman snarl, leaping forward at the swordsman regardless of blade or blood or bone, all seven and a half feet and over half a ton of muscle and strength brought to bear as she reaches out to try and grasp in her bare hands. If she can just get a hold of him, just throw him bodily at "M" and tangle them up just long enough-
no subject
But that damn woman-
She manages to catch a glimpse in the right direction as she whirls back around to face her opponent, keen eyes in the dark picking out booted guards reaching, the woman making a dash for freedom-- but none of them needed heightened senses to catch the wail of the infant that rings out in the night. She had promised to see her to safety, but she had promised Liem, not the woman herself, and she- She had just been a means to an end, a way to get custody of the Kenoma she'd been convinced wasn't like this, who she just wanted-
She doesn't want to run. That's clear in the anger in her eyes when she's facing the swordsman again. She wants to stay and she wants to fight, she wants to trample him into the goddamn dirt- But she also wants to take Liem back, she knew she should have insisted he give her his shard, how foolish, how stupid--
Her blood splashes across the cobblestones in a whip of an arc, the same one as her long, black tail. There's not enough time to think, her pupils are dilated to pinpricks, sweat has lathered white and frothy on flanks that heave with exertion and pain. If she could just switch their positions, get Liem situated closer to the woman and able to break away to help her...]
She needs you- !
[Not her. She hadn't even been able to convince her to come with them, Liem had needed to do that. Luo Binghe wasn't the only one who wasn't a hero here. She had never been able to save anyone, not a single goddamn person, so if any of them were supposed to help her-
Hayame lets out an inhuman snarl, leaping forward at the swordsman regardless of blade or blood or bone, all seven and a half feet and over half a ton of muscle and strength brought to bear as she reaches out to try and grasp in her bare hands. If she can just get a hold of him, just throw him bodily at "M" and tangle them up just long enough-
If.]