[h1][u]Ciara Ventura[/u][/h1]
[i][color=gray]Iris Record, Third Floor, Mysterious Cathedral [/color][/i]
[@Nanaya], [@AThousandCurses]

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[quote=Iraleth]“Keep moving! We'll settle our affairs later!" [/quote]

Ciara's eyes widened at Iraleth. Wholly understanding the implications of her words, Ciara merely gritted her teeth and kept moving back towards the entrance.

Yes, they'd deal with this, with [i]her[/i], after.

[quote=Chunji]"Ciara, get out of here. Davil needs medical attention immediately and tell the doctor that he's consumed several potions today. I will stay behind.”[/quote]

[b]”Got it!”[/b] Ciara shouted, gripping Davil closer in her arms. He was heavy, but she couldn't stop here.

The lizards were frustrating. Ravenous, just like her. But out of the two of them, Ciara was co winced she was the one with the more voracious appetite. 

So, while they tried to crowd her and squirm out of their restraints, Ciara opened her mouth. As she ran, she inhaled the essence of the lizards as much as possible, hoping to dissolve them into nothing but a puddle of black.

On top of that, she pushed harder in her steps, feet slamming against the cathedral floor. It was only a few steps away, the entrance. As she closed in, her tentacles changed to blade tips, slicing any lizard that was in the way, too close, or was slow in being consumed.

And as she was a step away from the black of the entrance, a fleck of a cut struck across her cheek. The beginnings of rebound…