Mika Roost
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Mika couldn't help but twist her face in disgust as the creature grew an arm and wings from his wounds. That couldn't have been natural. Just what kind of demon was this thing? If something like this hadn't been told as ghost stories to keep children at home yet, then boy did she have a tale for the housewives back home.
While Charlemagne had the creature's attention, Mika looked around for anything to use against it, but other than broken debris of carts, branches, rocks and some flowers, there was little she could use against this thing.
Unless...
Sheathing her right hand's sword, she quickly unraveled the bandage around her hand, which immediately felt colder as it got caressed by the air and then suddenly warm when blood began to flow much freely.
While the goat was busy, Mika prepared some things that might just do some damage. She took some dirt, rocks and foliage and wrapped them up with strips taken from her bandages, and sticking some wooden splinters through the now-balled up earthen concoction. She had two of these things, both having a short length of fabric she could hold on to safely, and what was left she fashioned into a sling.
When the creature finally turned to her, she kept her eyes on it, a smirk on her face. "I was beginning to think you were ignoring me!" She took off her instrument from her back and tossed it onto a patch of grass that looked soft enough and moved away to avoid damage to the instrument.
When it dove down at her, she swung one of the splintered balls over her head and launched it at the goat, who just turned away just enough for it to miss its head.
Mika made a deft roll forward as the goat crashed right where she had been standing, and took hold of the second splintered ball and upon seeing that the creature had wounded up to whip its tentacle arm around, she made an impressive jump and a flip that just about cleared the arm. And after taking aim, she loosed her weapon and took out the creature's right eye. But she had miscalculated just how fast the creature could react, and was sent sprawling across the ground when it whipped back its arm. She felt the pain of the impact and the loss of breath when her chest got hit, but more than anything, she could feel her stomach churn. That thing's disgusting arm just touched her.
But other than that, it didn't take long for her to get back up. Last thing she wanted was to be on the ground when this creeper was still up.
Charlemagne
While Charlemagne had the creature's attention, Mika looked around for anything to use against it, but other than broken debris of carts, branches, rocks and some flowers, there was little she could use against this thing.
Unless...
Sheathing her right hand's sword, she quickly unraveled the bandage around her hand, which immediately felt colder as it got caressed by the air and then suddenly warm when blood began to flow much freely.
While the goat was busy, Mika prepared some things that might just do some damage. She took some dirt, rocks and foliage and wrapped them up with strips taken from her bandages, and sticking some wooden splinters through the now-balled up earthen concoction. She had two of these things, both having a short length of fabric she could hold on to safely, and what was left she fashioned into a sling.
When the creature finally turned to her, she kept her eyes on it, a smirk on her face. "I was beginning to think you were ignoring me!" She took off her instrument from her back and tossed it onto a patch of grass that looked soft enough and moved away to avoid damage to the instrument.
When it dove down at her, she swung one of the splintered balls over her head and launched it at the goat, who just turned away just enough for it to miss its head.
Mika made a deft roll forward as the goat crashed right where she had been standing, and took hold of the second splintered ball and upon seeing that the creature had wounded up to whip its tentacle arm around, she made an impressive jump and a flip that just about cleared the arm. And after taking aim, she loosed her weapon and took out the creature's right eye. But she had miscalculated just how fast the creature could react, and was sent sprawling across the ground when it whipped back its arm. She felt the pain of the impact and the loss of breath when her chest got hit, but more than anything, she could feel her stomach churn. That thing's disgusting arm just touched her.
But other than that, it didn't take long for her to get back up. Last thing she wanted was to be on the ground when this creeper was still up.
Charlemagne