[ inej is the wraith for a reason. she is a ghost, stealing from shadow to shadow before darting forward, slamming a knife squarely into the side of Lakshmi, an invisible dagger in the proverbial ribs before she spins out of the way of that deadly light, slamming another knife, and another, into the mythical creature. ]
Come on --
[ she slashes upward. in any mortal enemy, it would be fatal, but this world is not kerch, and it is not her own. she only hoped that these blows were doing something, and that she could do something of use. ]
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Come on --
[ she slashes upward. in any mortal enemy, it would be fatal, but this world is not kerch, and it is not her own. she only hoped that these blows were doing something, and that she could do something of use. ]