Blaze
I freeze for only a moment as our enemies stumble around and lose track of me. Good. Seems so far they're thoroughly confused. Hopefully they remain that way. I hit a final tunnel and turn. This should be where they're keeping our girls. Maybe the goats aren't far either. When I come upon the ladies they're all chained to the wall.
I change my size to that of a normal fox and trot up to the girls. I nod at my bot. It scans the lock, beeps, then spits out a key. Scooping the key up in my mouth, I fit it to the lock and twist. The cuff pops off and drops with a heavy clank. I rub against the first lady's leg then make a dash for the door so they follow me. Now to find the way out...and the goats.
Frenzied Flame- Final Form
The towers ahead bear the pungent scent of blood. She scans the area. Enemies are here yes but in the middle of most, cutting them down is one marked as a comrade. He is at the fourth tower.
Enemies start falling in great droves. They bleed from the eyes,nose,ears,fingernails, and every other possible orifice as blood flees from their bodies and pools in great rivers on the ground.
She races from the third tower and into the road. Her movement is only detected as a streak of red seconds after she's passed. She's urged by the scent of blood, driven by the need to claim it. A group of the Bloodmen stand sniffing the air,seemingly lost. One Blood Baron among them.
She stands in their midst, fists clenched. The blood pressure of the enemies spike and rips their bodies asunder. In some the blood solidifies and they're impaled from the inside out. Blood splatters her in a crimson macabre pattern. Still she craves more.
Her cream hair and ears are ruby streaked, her emerald green eyes glow, and her sandy skin slick with crimson rivers. Elongated fangs extend from her mouth and vicious claws curve from each finger.
There's nothing more above ground that the comrade has left, but there's blood under. Flame forms a sword of blood and cleaves away at the ground until the cavern underneath is exposed. She drops in.
There are enemies here. Those within a ten foot radius spontaneously burst into a mist of blood. It clings to her as she charges the Bloodmen present. It is time for a culling.
I freeze for only a moment as our enemies stumble around and lose track of me. Good. Seems so far they're thoroughly confused. Hopefully they remain that way. I hit a final tunnel and turn. This should be where they're keeping our girls. Maybe the goats aren't far either. When I come upon the ladies they're all chained to the wall.
I change my size to that of a normal fox and trot up to the girls. I nod at my bot. It scans the lock, beeps, then spits out a key. Scooping the key up in my mouth, I fit it to the lock and twist. The cuff pops off and drops with a heavy clank. I rub against the first lady's leg then make a dash for the door so they follow me. Now to find the way out...and the goats.
Frenzied Flame- Final Form
The towers ahead bear the pungent scent of blood. She scans the area. Enemies are here yes but in the middle of most, cutting them down is one marked as a comrade. He is at the fourth tower.
Enemies start falling in great droves. They bleed from the eyes,nose,ears,fingernails, and every other possible orifice as blood flees from their bodies and pools in great rivers on the ground.
She races from the third tower and into the road. Her movement is only detected as a streak of red seconds after she's passed. She's urged by the scent of blood, driven by the need to claim it. A group of the Bloodmen stand sniffing the air,seemingly lost. One Blood Baron among them.
She stands in their midst, fists clenched. The blood pressure of the enemies spike and rips their bodies asunder. In some the blood solidifies and they're impaled from the inside out. Blood splatters her in a crimson macabre pattern. Still she craves more.
Her cream hair and ears are ruby streaked, her emerald green eyes glow, and her sandy skin slick with crimson rivers. Elongated fangs extend from her mouth and vicious claws curve from each finger.
There's nothing more above ground that the comrade has left, but there's blood under. Flame forms a sword of blood and cleaves away at the ground until the cavern underneath is exposed. She drops in.
There are enemies here. Those within a ten foot radius spontaneously burst into a mist of blood. It clings to her as she charges the Bloodmen present. It is time for a culling.