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Shatterscape bared her teeth at her opponents.

[color=gold]“You reveal your hypocrisy again, those who keep light only in name,”[/color] she spoke, her voice even but loud enough to be heard over the din of battle. [color=gold]“You care not about what happens to them. Just as you have not cared about what happens to one.”[/color] Then just as she expected, Morganite stepped forward, charging Shatterscape while the other light girl behind her tried to channel some sort of a spell. Unfortunately for them, the so-called high priestess was not born yesterday.

Opening her arms wide, Shatterscape stepped into Morganite instead trying to avoid her, sliding her feet apart - right one forward, left one back - her left hand moving backwards as her opponent slammed into her. The shields bruised her whole front, tiny whips of pain lashing across her body, but Shatterscape had experienced worse than it. Far, far worse. Thus, instead of stumbling back or reeling as one might have expected her, she leaned into the momentum and pivoted.


Her massive gauntlets sunk into Morganite as she whirled around, turning the light girl’s strength against herself, then letting go just so that the Morganite-ball would be aimed at Morganite’s companion. Shatterscape blasted off after her a split second later, muscles screaming at the top of their non-existent lungs, ligaments stretching almost to their capacity as she made the awkward move work through brute strength, then prepared herself to tangle with her enemies.

[color=gold]“No mercy for the hypocrites,”[/color] she announced, spreading her claws to skewer either Morganite or her companion depending on which one remained open.