Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20180307023000/@comment-31049256-20181002021522

Sif growls a bit at the wound, but says nothing. She simply moves back to Riza, or rather her MW, but Riza can sense something in her countenance.

It's something primal, the major injury that's left her right arm limp has awakened her fight or flight insinct...which was most assurendly screaming "fight" with every step.

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Dodging the flail would be impossible for any other kind of mamono, but not a GMW.

Rather than struggle with any complicated plan to dodge, the huntress simply lets her body fade, her blade still tight around Mikayla's neck as she is dropped to the ground where she lands in a heap.

With the energy she steadily drains from Mikayla strengthening her, Arianna is more in control of this fight than she's been since their first confrontation with the constructs. She reforms, regrasping her hilt and retracting the blade...with Mikayla still at the other end. The woman is dragged along helplessly until Arianna stops her with a boot placed firmly on her chest.

Sieglinde grips the second handle of her blade to block, but is surprised as the construct sweeps her legs from under her. Her natural downdraft makes her impact on the construct a heavy one, but it also helps her opponent's ice chill her as she barely blocks the downslash from her new compromising position.

Reby groans, "C'mooonn! Why're you being such a little bitch about all this? Keep the big guy out of this and fight like real women for a change!"

She rushes back to a more favorable position out of the giant construct's reach before probing it for weak points with shots.

Anri, for her part, barely gets her spell off to teleport away. She fades into a pooling shadow in the floor, reapearing at the corner of the room slightly behind her aggressor, "Take this!!"

She waves her staff/spear after she fully emerges, fireing off a barrage of the spell orbs, all of which home in on the archer like a horde of giant glowing blue bees.