Anna yelps with pain and then goes down, and Sheena's gaze snaps over to her, and to the blade behind her (way too close to Zelos) with a set of crackling knives in their hand, clearly one short. Fuck. There's a mounting pain in her head, something she really can't place, but it's making it hard for her to concentrate on the emotional link long enough to dampen it. Alright.
There's movement behind her, something she only just catches, and she whirls, scrambling with one hand for the knife she'd dropped as she ducks back away from the other blade, the one who'd been dazed a second ago, attempting to grab her. She pushes herself to her feet as quickly as her bruised limbs will let her, tries to get to Zelos's side - she can't do anything for Anna while these two are here, and they're after him anyway, she can't leave him alone - but her way is blocked by the same blade standing between them. They hold their sword up to prevent her from ducking past as they speak, and -
Something like shock blooms in her chest as they say it, tempered with offense (Zelos isn't a thing).
"What do you mean," she gets out, eyes wide, before her train of thought catches up with her enough to both put it together and realize this isn't the time. Oh, that's bad. And worse, it means they're not really concerned with getting Zelos back alive.
Okay. Deep breath, recollect yourself. The pain and emotional bleed and that cut on her arm that she's realizing now is deeper than she'd thought aren't helping, but she's been worse off. "The only people," and she puts extra stress on the word just to make her point, because she's really getting mad about it now, "dying here today are you two." That's all the warning the blade in front of her gets before she's lunging forward, knife in hand, going in for the kill. They try to back up, but trip over a fallen stone, stumbling.
(SPIDERHAM VOICE) IT CAN GET WORSE
There's movement behind her, something she only just catches, and she whirls, scrambling with one hand for the knife she'd dropped as she ducks back away from the other blade, the one who'd been dazed a second ago, attempting to grab her. She pushes herself to her feet as quickly as her bruised limbs will let her, tries to get to Zelos's side - she can't do anything for Anna while these two are here, and they're after him anyway, she can't leave him alone - but her way is blocked by the same blade standing between them. They hold their sword up to prevent her from ducking past as they speak, and -
Something like shock blooms in her chest as they say it, tempered with offense (Zelos isn't a thing).
"What do you mean," she gets out, eyes wide, before her train of thought catches up with her enough to both put it together and realize this isn't the time. Oh, that's bad. And worse, it means they're not really concerned with getting Zelos back alive.
Okay. Deep breath, recollect yourself. The pain and emotional bleed and that cut on her arm that she's realizing now is deeper than she'd thought aren't helping, but she's been worse off. "The only people," and she puts extra stress on the word just to make her point, because she's really getting mad about it now, "dying here today are you two." That's all the warning the blade in front of her gets before she's lunging forward, knife in hand, going in for the kill. They try to back up, but trip over a fallen stone, stumbling.