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The others were not capitalising on her predicament, even though it would have been the perfect opportunity to do so. Did they think Shatterscape dead? No, even the newest girls would know that there was no way one of their number would perish from something like this. She had to have missed something, especially with how her allies were not attacking either, refusing to make good on the opportunity that she had given them. Which stung, given how far her the rest of her was.

Unable to move much at the moment, Shatterscape slowly gathered herself, raising from the sand with meticulous movements and also dispelling one of her gauntlets into motes of golden light. The Devil Arm ceased to exist while she stood up, right hand going to her left shoulder before she yanked it back into place with a loud crack. Then she shot a cold, empty-eyed look at Nyxia.

[color=gold]“Have you teamed up with these fools?”[/color] She spoke with a sort of dispassionate contempt towards her team-mate, almost as though she were addressing the light girls. [color=gold] “Or are you merely lacking the will to have made use of this golden opportunity? I had thought you thirsted for blood, Nyxia.”[/color] And as though to make matters worse, as Shatterscape continued to put muscles back into place, Earthshaker joined in as well.

Had she lost track of the battle? She most certainly did, so she let the others surface briefly in order to take stock and… to be honest, they were in a sorry state. If the light girls continued to fight, she needed to stall even more as the rest of her remained just barely out of range. She could probably take on one of them if that happened, but what about the rest of the dark girls? Only Nyxia seemed rested, with the rest sporting either injuries or signs of exhaustion.

It was not a favourable battle. Especially not with an unknown dark girl, whom the light girls did not attack. It would be three against two even with the best of intentions and Nyxia… Shatterscape refused to trust that girl any farther than she could throw her. Her rage took precedence over everything, shrouding her in a crimson cloud of blood and upredictability.

[color=gold]”As much as this humble priestess disagrees with you, Earthshaker, it really might be the best if we let these pawns of light be on their way, provided they do not disturb our sacred grounds once again.”[/color] Her gauntlet-hand clenched, the claws screeching against her palm. Her lips pursed as she set her expression into a mien of stone, but inside, her heart demanded revenge. Or at least a drop of blood. If only their odds were better.