"They are pretty weak for such beast-like beastfolks" pulling her green blade from the now separated skull of one of the amphibians, Saliana looked back at Loimos, who was standing a distance away, suppressing his presence so that the denizens did not turn and start running.
"They are pretty tasty though…" taking a juicy bite out of a disembodied thigh, Irbyw tried sharing but no one was interested.
Meanwhile, Imyre dragged the last survivor, the poor thing grasping at everything that was within reach, its slippery exterior was no more, having been battered by a hail of sand, feeling completely dried, the more beast than folk was taken before Loimos, the skeleton signalling for One to demonstrate something.
The vampire dropped whatever she was doing, and proudly stepped up to the prisoner, her eyes glimmering a faint pink for an instant, calming the creature down instantaneously.
