Well pardon my manners, just something about you turns me to a savage
It's like an infestation of nightmares, each vicious arm threatening to clasp and drain. Kaisel keeps punching, air carving through the void easily, the exact reason he'd asked Safrin for this weapon. "Fucking—die—ugly—pieces—of shit!" Kaisel forces out through grit teeth as he pummels them relentlessly, dark blood splattering like foul jam across the well's edges.
Caly's movements and rumbles near him assure him she's engaged with her own foes, but a short glance over as she rips into one reassures him that she's got this. "Give 'em hell Caly!" he encourages before turning back to his own problems. The star's limbs squirm and writhe, the rage from their infection making them relentless instead of smart, so they keep crawling into the range of his swings until eventually the violet tide stills as it succumbs to decimation. With everything in his vicinity made motionless, Kaisel pauses too. With one hand braced on the well, he leans over the ruin, surveying the scene to ensure he got them all and that there's none still clinging to some unseen corner.
Satisfied, he hops down to the ground near the panther. He peers across the grasses, alert for movement that might suggest more are trying to sneak up on them. "Is that all of them?" he asks her, aware her senses could pick up on the risk better than his, now that they're on the watch for it.
Caly's movements and rumbles near him assure him she's engaged with her own foes, but a short glance over as she rips into one reassures him that she's got this. "Give 'em hell Caly!" he encourages before turning back to his own problems. The star's limbs squirm and writhe, the rage from their infection making them relentless instead of smart, so they keep crawling into the range of his swings until eventually the violet tide stills as it succumbs to decimation. With everything in his vicinity made motionless, Kaisel pauses too. With one hand braced on the well, he leans over the ruin, surveying the scene to ensure he got them all and that there's none still clinging to some unseen corner.
Satisfied, he hops down to the ground near the panther. He peers across the grasses, alert for movement that might suggest more are trying to sneak up on them. "Is that all of them?" he asks her, aware her senses could pick up on the risk better than his, now that they're on the watch for it.
Kaisel
Got me running in circles around you to please you, I do what I need to
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
