[Yasha parries her but doesn't retaliate; it's surprising on Beau's end too, whose eyes go wide when her blade catches and she thinks it's over, it's over. Instead she gets tossed back, twisting in midair to land on her feet, even though her legs tremble on impact as her chest heaves with exertion. And then, it happens-- Yasha turns her back and she thinks she has it, she can beat this--
The blade carves right through the monks at the edge, and Beau's hands go to her head instead.
They don't scream out loud when Yasha's sword meets them, but the noise is louder in her head, the pounding of go, go, go like a heartbeat mantra drowning over her other senses. The more of them that fall from the edges enter back to her consciousness, a construct of her mind Yasha doesn't know she's hitting.
The final arrow flies, and strikes Beau directly in her upper arm.
And she screams, rips it out, and leaps onto the archer to pummel him with her hands.]
Fuck you! Stop tossing shit at me! I'll get you first!
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The blade carves right through the monks at the edge, and Beau's hands go to her head instead.
They don't scream out loud when Yasha's sword meets them, but the noise is louder in her head, the pounding of go, go, go like a heartbeat mantra drowning over her other senses. The more of them that fall from the edges enter back to her consciousness, a construct of her mind Yasha doesn't know she's hitting.
The final arrow flies, and strikes Beau directly in her upper arm.
And she screams, rips it out, and leaps onto the archer to pummel him with her hands.]
Fuck you! Stop tossing shit at me! I'll get you first!