the beast yelps and releases her , its teeth still tugging out little pieces of flesh in its attempt to retreat . on its last legs and at the mercy of its opponent — at least until the familiar chain of the bloodhound curls around its torso .
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as the beast’s teeth sink into her shoulder, kilva’ana cries out in agony ; though, it’s accompanied with her other hand tightening around the blade in her palm, jamming the knife into the avatar’s throat, before she tears the knife out.
however, it’s only a moment »
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she moves closer , slowly wrapping the chain around her wrist . the beast whimpers as it’s forcefully stirred , blood pooling beneath its body .
the general motions toward the pit’s entrance , signaling a team of soldiers to come collect the avatar .
“ you as well as anyone should know that severing the kuru won’t kill it . “
vidonia takes a step back to observe the fight , recalling her blades into her hands . the avatar presses a hand to the new wound , snarling at its attackers both .
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as the chain is pulled from her wait and cuts further through her skin as it does so, kilva’ana snarls as blood continues to soak down her torso ; turning to see the beast running towards her in the next moment, she’s pouncing out of the way of the creature, scoffing »
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confusion , pain , fury all blend together in vile mixture that may as well be dripping from the monster’s teeth .
it lunges at kilva’ana and snaps its jaws shut around her shoulder . either to tear it away or give her an easier opening to cut off the kuru , even it —
“ tell me , what did you plan to do ? cut off its kuru ? bond with it ? “
the creature using the slack created to escape the grasp of the chain , zeroing back in on kilva’ana . it charges at her with its teeth neared , the blood flinging off its kuru with every step .
the general seems more amused than threatened , yanking the chain from around kilva’ana’s waist and cutting deep into the skin as she does so .
“ I thought you of all people would know when you’re beat . “
she tugs on the other chain , forcing the avatar closer to them .
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as the chain loops around kilva’ana’s waist and send her body clattering into the ground, she’s hissing in pain at first, but then in total hostility towards vidonia.
kilva’ana certainly prided herself in her ability to remain in control over chaos ; but there »
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“ but I do despise a wasted investment . “
the other bloodhound is thrown from her hand , coiling around the avatar’s neck . the chain wraps around the general’s wrist before she plants her foot down atop the excess , bringing the creature to its knees .
the roaring of the beast is layered with the screams of its link , as though ferra herself was lingering in its throat . two of its hands move backward to seize the now freed kuru , as though it hadn’t been aware of its existence until now .
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even as the beast’s claws rip down kilva’ana’s shoulder and chest, she only acknowledges the pain with a snarl that can’t be heard over the sound of the crowd ; keeping her wrist in place, the blade remaining deep within the beast’s neck, kilva’ana’s other hand »
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with a harsh tug , she’s pulled back and away from the avatar .
“ I hope you’ll forgive the interruption . “
vidonia’s voice is oddly calm , full expression hidden behind a golden mask . she observes the scene for a moment and begins to draw closer .