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Alyssia's victory was short live as something wizzed past her, taking a chunk of blood and flesh with it. The sensation burned and the tiefling slapped a hand over the wound at the edge of her shoulder, the foreign feeling of this kind of pain making her bare her teeth and her pupils narrow to slits at the filthy creature who hurt her. She dropped her hand and screamed her fury, spaded tail lashing out behind her from where it once hid around her waist and clawed hands thrown backwards from the arcane power erupting from her throat. To most it must appear comical, her face twisted in a roar and no sound coming out. But to her target, it would be head splittingly painful. It was with a dark satisfaction that Alyssia watched the screeching goblin get thrown thirty feet, land in a heap and not rising.
Alyssai watched from the corner of her eye as the helf-elf darted towards the pit, Alyssia took a couple steps tot eh side, keeping her distance from the goblins, but keeping them within her focus as her clawed hands clenched and unclenched, her tail lashing like an angry cat's behind her.
Alyssai watched from the corner of her eye as the helf-elf darted towards the pit, Alyssia took a couple steps tot eh side, keeping her distance from the goblins, but keeping them within her focus as her clawed hands clenched and unclenched, her tail lashing like an angry cat's behind her.