Twenty reduced to two. One was injured, and another was not. Their enemy was slightly weaker than before but still had a lot of strength left strictly for fighting to the death. One of its hands was as sharp and as long as a great battle sword, and the other held the head of a dead comrade.
The rains poured down heavily and the winds blew strong. They, the Ethisians, were still in total darkness so it was hard for them to see at all. Their enemy could see perfectly in the dark but she too succumbed to the unforgiving weather conditions.
Not wanting to burn even more energy to keep her Mutant form sustained, the Mutant reverted to her human form, having nothing but her daggers in her hands. She summoned back her clones as well which spared her enough time and strength.
