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May 27, 2023 12:28:57 GMT -6
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As soon as Ambrosia broke off and one of the thugs threw a green fire ball, Cait was into them, slashing and cutting, giving minor wounds that would irritate and confuse them, put them off balance. Most of them might be bigger or stronger than her, but she was quick, trained and had flying weapons at her disposal, that was a pretty potent mix.
Dodging under one hit and slamming the hilt of one of her real daggers into his face before using her power to pin one through his coat and into the ground. Leaving him sprawled on the ground she rounded on big green and ugly. He was holding a freaking lamp post in one hand! What the hell! Jumping back and pulling all her knives with her, she really didn't want to have to fight this. Even with her friend getting the police here. Or she was a.....faerie dragon. Oh my god, if they weren't in a might there would be so many hugs!
"Ambrosia, you are beautiful and I love you, but try to play interference, turn them against each other." Becca would be proud of her tactics and stuff. "I might have to hurt them so be ready," getting her tune going in her head, she picked her targets and got ready to fire. Hopefully, her training with Combatant would help each knife fly true, she didn't want to hit an artery.
"Run as soon as I throw." Taking one last note to fix the target, she flung the blades, striking three people dead on in their legs, on in the shoulder but the fifth got blasted out the sky. The psychic shock from that always sucked.
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