Ramera turned to her right, hearing her sister’s plan to round up a single larger group. In turn, she simply nodded her head before beginning to work parallel to her sister, flying low, and drawing the dead in closer so that Jacob would be able to blast them.
However, Anora suddenly backed off and displayed what could’ve been either an annoyed or disappointed expression upon her face. Ramera turned to the object of Anora’s attention. Not too far away Ravenia and Tobias had begun working their way into the dead side by side, Ravenia rushing through with dual rapiers in either hand and Tobias now resembling some sort of humanoid. Upon their appearance she could feel a twinge of annoyance travel throughout her body.
Although, it became apparent their work had not been all for naught with Jacob’s calling down to Ravenia. He was going to become ‘nuclear’ She began flying up, driving herself into the sky until she became parallel with the top of the wall. “Anora, we best distance ourselves for a while,” she said as she flew past her sister. Radiation was something that was best not tampered with. After all, look at what it had done to the world. Imagine what it could do to individual people.
After feeling a rush of heat atop the wall, she heard Jacob’s call, assuring them that the area was clear. She reached into the pockets in her maid’s uniform, feeling the weight of the daggers. It was most likely best to stay airborne. Although the majority of the dead appeared to have been killed off to assure her own safety it was best to avoid direct confrontation. The others would be focused on groups, so in this scenario the strays which demanded the least attention would become the most dangerous. “Anora, let’s let the other’s finish off the groups. Aim for the stray dead,” She said to her sister. Not even waiting for confirmation she flew off, pulling out the stone daggers, grasping them individually in each hand. She spun the daggers in her hands, getting a feel for their weight and sizes, before scoping out a few survivors of the blast. She grasped the tips of each dagger before drawing her arms up, criss-crossing in front of her face. She then swung her arms down in opposite directions, with a satisfying fsh they sailed through the air before landing a hit on their targets. One fell to the ground, one of his knee caps presumably shattered from the impact. The other dropped immediately; the dagger had embedded deep enough into his throat to severe his spine. A smile flashed across her face. They were going to win with zero casualties.
She glanced down at Jacob’s form, now a mass of muscle and bones. With his grotesque form he seemed to be completely obliterating any groups daring to approach with radiation emanating from his body. She wondered how close she’d have to fly to be affected by it as well. Well, it wasn't like she was going to be testing any time soon.