Celty turns about, grasping the scythe in both hands as she prepares herself. She has no doubts as to Sailor Mercury's ability to cover her, not after what she's seen. Questions as she has, the dullahan knows they'll have to wait.
Come on then.
She's moving forward even before the first of the strange plant creatures rushes back in. She knows she's not the target but she won't let them get past her this time. When she swings her scythe it grows impossibly long, crossing the distance that had yet been between her and the thorntooth things, slashing clean through several of them as they try to fan out from the entrance, catching another as it comes through shortly after.
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Celty turns about, grasping the scythe in both hands as she prepares herself. She has no doubts as to Sailor Mercury's ability to cover her, not after what she's seen. Questions as she has, the dullahan knows they'll have to wait.
Come on then.
She's moving forward even before the first of the strange plant creatures rushes back in. She knows she's not the target but she won't let them get past her this time. When she swings her scythe it grows impossibly long, crossing the distance that had yet been between her and the thorntooth things, slashing clean through several of them as they try to fan out from the entrance, catching another as it comes through shortly after.