Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35000153-20180614210314/@comment-30700719-20180830030304

The flames score directly, without even a hint of defense. The Lilim is knocked to the ground, a long but barely millimeter-thick scar being freshly scorched. The redness in her eyes fades, and she becomes aware of her surroundings again. "I̵̧͔̦̿͜ͅm̷͍̬͉͖̬̋̐͗̚͘p̴̧̦̝͓̯̮̞̑́͝͠ù̷̫̦͙̪̱͉̿̆̽͜d̴̨͕̮̺̳̖̳͌̈́̆̚e̶̪̥̖̻̼̓̽̏̓̍͛͘n̴̗̪̩̟̩̱͌̿̔͗̈́͜t̶̗̬̝͇̮̀̚͝ ̸̱͉͕̬̞͊́̔̑̾̍̏s̶̼̹̝̥̑͋͠o̵͚̳͈̽̈́̎͠͝n̴͉̩̠̗̅̓̄͆̔͒̇ ̵̞̲̹̻̮̌̄̔͑̒̅́ȍ̵̯͓̘̱͎͜ͅf̶̛̠͇̻̓̈́̃́͆͠ ̶̧̞͉̏m̶̨̨̳̺̳͉͕̃̀̇͋ȃ̸̹͔̒͒̓̒͠͝n̶̢̛̂̄̆͝͝.̶̢̣̙͚̅̕.̴̮̓̕͝͠.̵̻͓̝̬̩̙͕͂̿̈" she snarls out before viciously leaping forward to pounce the Dragonborn. This time she scores, and scratches a deep welt into his chest, and continues to do so.

The Amalgamation's legs shudder for a second, but it resumes its wild, unintelligible flailing.