06-25-2014, 05:46 AM
The beast snarled and Akantha simply smiled beneath her scarf. The two sized each other up and unlike the Naga, the dreyken was furious at having its meal disrupted. Part of her wasn’t sure exactly why she was involving herself, these were not the humans she had promised to protect, but the idea of letting anything become food for these creatures made her stomach turn.
As things were, she even doubted the pair she’d stumbled upon would be grateful for her intervention. For all she knew they could even turn on her. Humans, she’d come to find out, had a tendency for hysteria. Should that be the case, Akantha was willing to deal with that when the moment presented itself. There was little sense in focusing all her attention on a threat that had yet to take full form.
Just then, her most immediate concern moved in for the kill. As the creature threw itself at her, Akantha stepped out of the way, spinning her body as she came back around to plant a powerful kick onto its back. The creature was sent staggering, and with inhuman speed, the Naga was upon it. She didn’t have time to waste. Both of her blades sank down into unnatural flesh. Her hold of the left knife was lost as she tried to wrap her arm around the creature’s neck while continuously stabbing at the joint of shoulder and neck with the right.
Dark blood sprouted from the cuts, splattering Akantha, but she simply couldn’t stop. It was a pity that her venom had no effect on this particular beast. It made her have to work harder, but after the weeks of worry she’d had, the Naga welcomed the challenge.
In its rage and thirst for retribution, the dreyken reached back to try and pull her off him, succeeding on a few scratches and pulling off her head covering; exposing the strangely beautiful mixture of human and reptilian traits to the two men. She held on anyways, fangs exposed as she hissed and continued digging and slashing deeper and deeper with her knife, pulling at its head with her arm. They spun. The weakening creature no longer intent on killing but on ridding itself of her, threw its body back towards the wall near the two men.
The hit was enough to knock some of the wind out of her, making her loose the grasp on the dreyken with a hiss. That moment of freedom was all the beast needed turn and reach for Akantha; ready to tear her apart. The knife that shot up beneath its jaw and pushed its head back, however, was an unpleasant and unexpected surprise.
She spun, twisting the knife as she went. Her hands moved from knife to dreyken, as she grasped and pushed back, stepping off to the side and pulling the creature forward over her shoulder. As it went down, she twisted, producing a sickening sound as the remaining flesh and bone that held him together came lose. The body fell limply to the ground, the grotesque sphere of the dreyken’s head remaining in her grasp while she stood.
Edited by Akantha, Jun 28 2014, 01:59 AM.
As things were, she even doubted the pair she’d stumbled upon would be grateful for her intervention. For all she knew they could even turn on her. Humans, she’d come to find out, had a tendency for hysteria. Should that be the case, Akantha was willing to deal with that when the moment presented itself. There was little sense in focusing all her attention on a threat that had yet to take full form.
Just then, her most immediate concern moved in for the kill. As the creature threw itself at her, Akantha stepped out of the way, spinning her body as she came back around to plant a powerful kick onto its back. The creature was sent staggering, and with inhuman speed, the Naga was upon it. She didn’t have time to waste. Both of her blades sank down into unnatural flesh. Her hold of the left knife was lost as she tried to wrap her arm around the creature’s neck while continuously stabbing at the joint of shoulder and neck with the right.
Dark blood sprouted from the cuts, splattering Akantha, but she simply couldn’t stop. It was a pity that her venom had no effect on this particular beast. It made her have to work harder, but after the weeks of worry she’d had, the Naga welcomed the challenge.
In its rage and thirst for retribution, the dreyken reached back to try and pull her off him, succeeding on a few scratches and pulling off her head covering; exposing the strangely beautiful mixture of human and reptilian traits to the two men. She held on anyways, fangs exposed as she hissed and continued digging and slashing deeper and deeper with her knife, pulling at its head with her arm. They spun. The weakening creature no longer intent on killing but on ridding itself of her, threw its body back towards the wall near the two men.
The hit was enough to knock some of the wind out of her, making her loose the grasp on the dreyken with a hiss. That moment of freedom was all the beast needed turn and reach for Akantha; ready to tear her apart. The knife that shot up beneath its jaw and pushed its head back, however, was an unpleasant and unexpected surprise.
She spun, twisting the knife as she went. Her hands moved from knife to dreyken, as she grasped and pushed back, stepping off to the side and pulling the creature forward over her shoulder. As it went down, she twisted, producing a sickening sound as the remaining flesh and bone that held him together came lose. The body fell limply to the ground, the grotesque sphere of the dreyken’s head remaining in her grasp while she stood.
Edited by Akantha, Jun 28 2014, 01:59 AM.