Ripping her blade free from the monster's shoulder, Lady Fenyras was showered in a red light as that energy poured from the wound just like blood would have, but where that delectable liquid might have splashed against her and stained the ground this energy just pooled around her like a mist.
A charged mist that stung at her flesh as she grimaced slightly, but even then it couldn't contain her excitement as she avoided another dual strike before landing a heavy, yowl inducing attack on the monster.
We had settled into a rhythm that was just unfair for it as we bounced it between the two of us constantly, the Demon Wolf unleashing dozens of physical attacks from up close while I peppered it with a variety of magical attacks, aiming to weaken it and inhibit it wherever and whenever I could.
