You are not alone
She managed to make it to her feet just as the shift happened, a small curse muttering beneath her breath. Without using her other abilities, she wasn't sure how smart it had been to pick this fight, especially as she raised an arm and squinted her eyes against the saliva and deafening sound being thrown in her face.
It was just the moment she moved to lower her arm that he lunged, large fangs dripping and gleaming, ready to latch onto Thal. Instinct screamed at her to dart, to shift, to do something other than rely on just her two feet, but Dygra had been clear that she had to fight with only her siphon magic, and she was determined not to disappoint her goddess on the matter.
But that confidence might have cost her.
Teeth ripped through skin, her dodging movement dragging her arm free in a mess of blood that splattered against her face and the sticky floor around them. A blood-curdling scream tore from her chest as pain seared through her body, bright and excruciating pain radiating from the missing flesh of her forearm. She cradled it close, teeth clenched against the only kind of burn that could hurt her, the one she dared not look at in case the damage distracted her from the fight.
What she could see and feel of the damage washed her vision in red as she stumbled to the side, reaching out a hand in a blind attempt to pull more from him, hoping it might dampen some of the gushing blood or the overwhelming pulse of pain with every movement.
3/4 Noah's bite tears flesh and Thal tries to use more siphon magic on him.
It was just the moment she moved to lower her arm that he lunged, large fangs dripping and gleaming, ready to latch onto Thal. Instinct screamed at her to dart, to shift, to do something other than rely on just her two feet, but Dygra had been clear that she had to fight with only her siphon magic, and she was determined not to disappoint her goddess on the matter.
But that confidence might have cost her.
Teeth ripped through skin, her dodging movement dragging her arm free in a mess of blood that splattered against her face and the sticky floor around them. A blood-curdling scream tore from her chest as pain seared through her body, bright and excruciating pain radiating from the missing flesh of her forearm. She cradled it close, teeth clenched against the only kind of burn that could hurt her, the one she dared not look at in case the damage distracted her from the fight.
What she could see and feel of the damage washed her vision in red as she stumbled to the side, reaching out a hand in a blind attempt to pull more from him, hoping it might dampen some of the gushing blood or the overwhelming pulse of pain with every movement.
3/4 Noah's bite tears flesh and Thal tries to use more siphon magic on him.
- Thalassa -
You are not unknown
