What comes in the night (Judge)

[Callisto]

The Ethaefal had stood back in her position, watching the enormous Kelvic maul and rend the Yukmen to pieces and at the same time, consciously aware of the presence of two more behind her. The astral limb hovered, chime after chime, becoming a heavier toll on her concentration and on her soul, feeling it’s inevitable pull vibrate up her slack arm and into her very core. It was the power that exalted her, the sheer excitement of dominating these creatures, so tormented and pathetic!

Of course they have not the will to exist if they fall so easily, Callisto thought, almost effortlessly passing the message off to Judge through the bond.

His roar jerked her head up, and she turned in time to watch two yukmen children clamp tightly on her bondmate, only to have the large wolf leap and slam his body into a tree. She wanted to help him, and she would have, if it were not for the fact that the yukman behind her had grasped at her leg, leaving a trail of dirt in it’s wake, and it’s mouth, open with sharp rows of teeth had swerved down to take a nasty bite. “I will have none of that,” came the Ethaefal’s soothing response to the creature. She had stepped away, wincing as an incision was made to her calf, only to bump into a yukman who clutched her limp arm and bit down with a force that made the divine woman cry in agony.

Wild, disgusting, primitive creatures!

Her fury was tenfold as she willed her astral limb to swerve down and collide with the solid head of her assailant. The yukmen was knocked back, nearly sending the Ethaefal down with it as it’s teeth tore into her arm. Callisto brought her suvai arm up, knocking the creature’s chin up with her elbow, and forcing her three-pronged weapon into the open mouth of the startled monster. A quick jerk of her arm and the suvai had sliced the better portion of the corner of the lips, resulting in a screech that throbbed in her ears.

“Oh shut up.” Twisting her wrist, she pulled her arm back enough to send a thrust forceful enough to tear into the meaty portion of the throat. Callisto’s rage was apparent, for the suvai protruded through the nape of the creatures neck, then given another tight jerk with her wrist to dig it deeper. The sound of the screech had halted, and the yukman victim slumped.

It was then the Ethaefal noticed the arm slick with blood, deep puncture wounds in her forearm and wrist, throbbing with a heat that made Callisto’s soul tremble. The astral limb that once hovered beside her reverted quickly and recklessly, forcing a scream from her lips as nerves once again were placed under strain. The pain returned to her senses, heightened by the connection of her physical and astral, and she clutched at it with a trembling hand.

“Judge,” She murmured, “Let us not waste our precious time here..” Whether if it was a retreat or not was up to him. Her arm was limp, despite the reattachment of her arm, and bled profusely. Most of the yukmen had been dealt with, and only a handful remained, but a handful was already looking like a petching pain.

[Ataraxia]

Callisto XP Rhetoric + 2, Seduction + 4, Projection + 2, Suvai + 2, Brawling + 1 Lore Skinny Dippin' | Intrigued by Feral tendancies | Commanding the emotion of a Kelvic | Battling a group of Yukmen Judge XP Tracking + 1, Rhetoric + 3, Unarmed Combat + 2 Lore Murder | Finding a Bond Mate Comments Such a shame the thread ground to a halt right when the action started! Sadly the combat XPs are pretty skimpy due to that, but I enjoyed it despite it's brevity. If you have questions yatta yatta, you know the drill. Peace out!