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Shit!
Should she have seen it coming? Yeah, she should have. She also could have shut the fuck up earlier, or had everyone retreat for a bit and settle on a good plan instead of having a discussion so close to the wolves. Of course they'd have superior hearing capabilities. Of course they'd be able to smell the meat on A's body immediately after she brought it out. Shit shit shit shit shit!
And due to that, Ova wasn't even up on the trees or in an optimal position yet to interrupt the howl!
Ah, how quickly everything fell apart. Soren and Ova's hiding positions were sniffed out instantly by the healthier wolves, as the three wounded, perhaps desperate, ones leaped up towards A. The blonde girl evaded their attacks despite whatever 'magical' buffs the wolves received from their leader. Hopefully it wasn't something that stacked, eh? In her hiding place in the bushes, Tsukikage regulated her breathing, widened her field of view, and then began to prioritize.
Rumeus and Keter were definitely safe. They can go circlejerk if they wanted to.
A was exclusively targeted by wounded wolves, who had difficulty hitting someone as slow as her. She was safe for now.
Ova was now just a CC machine who didn't have any high-priority targets to CC, and thus, had no known value. He was in a bad position, but he wasn't important.
Soren was in danger, and was the only one that could heal. He would become the priority.
Her red eyes flashed in the shadows as Tsukikage dashed outwards. Keeping a low profile, she slipped silently behind the uninjured wolf, twirling her steel dagger in her right hand. A shinkk sounded as her first dagger snapped outwards like a viper, driving into the soft underbelly of the monster. The number 27 expanded before her as the wolf snarled in pain. Before it could react, she tore her dagger out of its body, spinning around to slam her offhand dagger into its spine. A twist, another yelp of pain from the beast, and the assassin smirked underneath her scarf.
It was merely four damage, but that just meant that there was only nine more END left in this sack of meat.
The wolf staggered, stumbled, and Tsukikage moved in for a third strike. Releasing her grip on her offhand dagger, she crouched lower, bringing both hands onto her weapon. She lunged out at point-blank range, her whole body slamming into the bloodied fur of the wolf. It sunk deep, striking a vital organ, and the savage beast gurgled as she removed her daggers from its body.
One down, eight to go.
A flick of her wrist removed the blood from her blades, as she said, bringing her blades into a defensive position, "Keter, kill it."
Should she have seen it coming? Yeah, she should have. She also could have shut the fuck up earlier, or had everyone retreat for a bit and settle on a good plan instead of having a discussion so close to the wolves. Of course they'd have superior hearing capabilities. Of course they'd be able to smell the meat on A's body immediately after she brought it out. Shit shit shit shit shit!
And due to that, Ova wasn't even up on the trees or in an optimal position yet to interrupt the howl!
Ah, how quickly everything fell apart. Soren and Ova's hiding positions were sniffed out instantly by the healthier wolves, as the three wounded, perhaps desperate, ones leaped up towards A. The blonde girl evaded their attacks despite whatever 'magical' buffs the wolves received from their leader. Hopefully it wasn't something that stacked, eh? In her hiding place in the bushes, Tsukikage regulated her breathing, widened her field of view, and then began to prioritize.
Rumeus and Keter were definitely safe. They can go circlejerk if they wanted to.
A was exclusively targeted by wounded wolves, who had difficulty hitting someone as slow as her. She was safe for now.
Ova was now just a CC machine who didn't have any high-priority targets to CC, and thus, had no known value. He was in a bad position, but he wasn't important.
Soren was in danger, and was the only one that could heal. He would become the priority.
Her red eyes flashed in the shadows as Tsukikage dashed outwards. Keeping a low profile, she slipped silently behind the uninjured wolf, twirling her steel dagger in her right hand. A shinkk sounded as her first dagger snapped outwards like a viper, driving into the soft underbelly of the monster. The number 27 expanded before her as the wolf snarled in pain. Before it could react, she tore her dagger out of its body, spinning around to slam her offhand dagger into its spine. A twist, another yelp of pain from the beast, and the assassin smirked underneath her scarf.
It was merely four damage, but that just meant that there was only nine more END left in this sack of meat.
The wolf staggered, stumbled, and Tsukikage moved in for a third strike. Releasing her grip on her offhand dagger, she crouched lower, bringing both hands onto her weapon. She lunged out at point-blank range, her whole body slamming into the bloodied fur of the wolf. It sunk deep, striking a vital organ, and the savage beast gurgled as she removed her daggers from its body.
One down, eight to go.
A flick of her wrist removed the blood from her blades, as she said, bringing her blades into a defensive position, "Keter, kill it."