[PQ+] Let the right one in

The coldest blood runs through my veins

It would be worse to hurt her friends. Much worse. But for all the good intentions Hotaru had, it was not the face of a friend that Maea saw when the golden haired woman approached her. It was overlaid with the echoes of something shadowed and monstrous, streaked through with purple and jet and twisting violently mere inches away from her nose. It was instinct and self preservation that kicked in when the figure grabbed her, and it was mere luck - and no doubt the Valkyrie's extensive experience - that prevented the fireball from landing dead in her face.

But land it did.

And maybe that was what finally snapped her out of the panic. Or Talyson's awkward shoulder pat accomplished more than anyone would have thought possible. Or - perhaps more likely - it was Boreal's worried croon that broke through the visual disruptions and caused the Ancient woman to grow still. Her breath labored to catch up, but her eyes cleared, seeking and finding the comforting sight of the white dragon coasting through the snow.

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Round 8

Hotaru Crit fails
Talyson Crit succeeds

Maea attacks Hotaru and hits

Talyson: 480/500 HP
Hotaru: 184,5/228 HP
Maea: 135/135 HP

Boreal 50/50 HP

You know my name

Table by Skylark