[ Wanda's familiar with it, is all Ciri gathers; it's enough. A monster of some sort, guarding some kind of castle that isn't here. Whatever it's doing in this place, she can only assume it's like the monsters she encountered in the labyrinth before: meant only to mindlessly attack them and make itself a nuisance until the Horizon sees fit to spit them back out.
She doesn't bother responding. Her attention is entirely on the beast, and when its tentacles attack her, Ciri doesn't hesitate to cut them down. Half a sword is better than no weapon at all, and just as sharp where it matters.
Lopping off the closest tentacles, Ciri pushes through, swinging her blade to keep them off her while she moves closer to get to the beast itself. ]
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She doesn't bother responding. Her attention is entirely on the beast, and when its tentacles attack her, Ciri doesn't hesitate to cut them down. Half a sword is better than no weapon at all, and just as sharp where it matters.
Lopping off the closest tentacles, Ciri pushes through, swinging her blade to keep them off her while she moves closer to get to the beast itself. ]