Re: [Nexus] The Hunting Grounds
Ouch. That's not good, not good at all. The unnaturally damaging air slams into her right hip, cutting deep into the joint. It seems that she's going to be rather less agile than she has been, at least until she can get healing...
However, she's not without magical recourse of her own; a few moments after her impalement, the Leannan curls the fingers of her right hand into a loose fist, leaving her thumb out to the side, and flicks them towards the treant, causing the earth in front of it to ripple out from where she is, quickly forming into a cross between a wave and a combine harvester, the blades of which should have a similar impact to a heavy battleaxe wielded by a well-trained half-giant, as it advances on her foe.
Plague Rat in the Playground
Originally Posted by Bad Apple (Tohou - English Version)
Maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel.
So I'm tired of all the pain, of the misery inside,
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night...