What the hell was he doing?
Before her eyes, Rin saw Soren…hug a garbage can and then attempt to use it as cover? Instinctively, she took a step forward, ready to run back out and pull him into the relative safety of the alleyway, but the skeletons were already on the move, one of them approaching the alleyway while the other went for her stupid senior. They were going to cut off assistance and have one of them smash him up, was it?
The grip on her iron pipe tightened, Rin draining herself of excess energy as a piercing blue gaze settled upon her foe. In the corner of her vision, she saw the engineering nerd take a hit to the side, but her focus didn't waver. If he died there, that was the fault of his weakness. Not her's.
…
It disturbed her slightly, how she found it so easy to toss away the lives of strangers, and it was in that moment of indecision that Rin was caught off guard once more. Far from charging into the narrow space and duelling with her, yet another act of wizardry occurred, the club morphing into a bow instead. Drawing out a white arrow, no doubt made from a femur or something, her skeletal foe took a shot. No space to dodge. Not fast enough to parry. Fu-
"Guh!"
It pierced into her stomach, a fiery white pain blossoming from the strike as Rin crumpled, almost collapsing from the pain. It was different from the blunt impacts that she had felt through padded armor, different from the small cuts that she inflicted onto herself while cooking. It was
real pain, and her face paled, turning towards the grevious injury. A stomach wound was bad. It was a slow death, filled with internal bleeding as your stomach acids drained out through the hole in your torso. But, at the same time…
No blood came out.
Bones rattled, the skeleton nocking another arrow, and Rin's focus returned. Adrenaline coursed through her body in response to the pain, every sense alive even as the crimson agony dulled. Her heartbeat slammed her eardrums as she charged, crossing the distance in an instant. A bow was dangerous when there was no room to dodge, but defensively, it was useless.
"KOTE!"
With a vicious crack, the rusty pipe smashed into the wrist of the skeleton, red fractures forming from the impact. Almost immediately the primitive bow clattered onto the ground, the reanimated warrior screeching in pain and rage as it stumbled back, right arm limp as a red '32' popped out.
A weak spot.
Its backstep wasn't strategic, but instead, a sign of weakness, and Rin roared as she took another deep step forward. Turning the 'edge' of the pipe sideways, by her hip, she swung with her whole body.
"DO!"
Grazing below its ribs, the pipe pulverized the skeleton's unprotected spine, bisecting it as more red fractures raced along its entire body. Another red 32 popped up, before its entire body shattered, turning into bony dust. A breath hissed between clenched teeth, two dents now apparent in the twisted form of the pipe.
It wouldn't last much longer, but without hesitation, Rin turned towards the skeleton terrorizing Soren maintaining a distance of three yards from it.
Her stance was neutral once more, but this time, her knees were bent slightly. It could very well transform its club into a bow and shoot her too.
But if it didn't kill her…
That small, transient smile was one full of confidence.
…she'll smash it to dust.