The attackers have drawn back for a moment, leaving her at the center of a ring. The brief respite gives Philippus time to notice that it's not just the arm anymore: an insidious weariness is starting to spread outward from the injury, a slackening of the muscles. The room seems to be slowly spinning about her, in uneven jerks.
Erica steps forward, visibly bracing herself. She's telegraphing her attack, that's not like her --
At the same moment two of the others strike from behind, hard and fast.
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Date: 2007-11-02 03:48 am (UTC)Erica steps forward, visibly bracing herself. She's telegraphing her attack, that's not like her --
At the same moment two of the others strike from behind, hard and fast.