wiedzminka: (sixteen.)
ℭ𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔞 𝔬𝔣 ℭ𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔞 ([personal profile] wiedzminka) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2021-12-14 11:22 pm (UTC)

[ Ciri gracefully avoids the spurt of blood from the hacked-off tail, ducking to the side and into a crouch meant to get her under the creature's shell near its hind leg, the point of her sword angling up to open the artery in its thigh.

Instead, there's a faint hiss of steel cutting through air and the chaigon cries out pitifully, thrashing violently once more before it crumples, forcing Ciri to regain her footing and jump back quick before its spiky shell can cause any damage on the way down.

Ciri stares at the dagger protruding from its face, following the trajectory to one of the men who'd interrupted her. The one who'd been pushed out of the way by the super-strong fellow.

His scrutinizing once-over is met with an intensely unimpressed and displeased frown. Notably, as he retrieves the dagger, Ciri keeps her sword drawn, held down at her side. Not threatening, exactly. But ready.

Her other hand comes to rest on her hip, posture distinctly annoyed. ]


Warn someone before you go throwing blades in their direction.

I didn't need your help.

[ The way she bites off the word, it's easy to imagine she doesn't think it was particularly helpful at all. ]

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