A sharp, hard, nonresonant sound, like that produced by two pieces of metal striking, one against the other permeated the air as the fight in the dark forest escalated.
Lilith's skin had been burnt in several places as the blade at the tip of the chain lacerated and seared her skin. Because of her illness, she was truly having a hard time keeping up and coupled with the current state of her body she was at a great disadvantage.
Groen was having a field day tormenting her to her heart's content. The smell of burning flesh made her shiver in excitement. It gave her an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
Lilith struggled to stand up with her hand resting across her abdomen as she stared at Groen vigilantly.
