[She nodded once, leaping back as the scythe-like arms cut at the air. Flicking one of the blades in her hand, she made a whipping motion. The dart of steel shot out from her at the apex of the throw, and though it didn't bite in quite as deeply as she'd wanted, it did at least hit at a joint, causing it to make an unholy sound at this size.
She pulled out another and worked to keep its attention, both at the ready. It would give Dante the room he needed to maneuver.]
I do not have quite as many as she did. Harder to risk them all...
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She pulled out another and worked to keep its attention, both at the ready. It would give Dante the room he needed to maneuver.]
I do not have quite as many as she did. Harder to risk them all...