[she hisses when she's stabbed again, and automatically slams her shoulder toward the little elf.
She's still hanging onto Adel's collar, half-dragging him when she lurches toward Cian, but... at least her focus is divided. Her fangs are bared in the elf's direction; she's at least acknowledging his existence, now]
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She's still hanging onto Adel's collar, half-dragging him when she lurches toward Cian, but... at least her focus is divided. Her fangs are bared in the elf's direction; she's at least acknowledging his existence, now]
You little shit!