[ entering the arena, Sharon feels that familiar trickle of fear at the sight of the houndesque creatures; a feeling that quickly morphs into adrenaline as the beasts take notice of them.
they pad forward, their sickly heads bowed like a wolf stalking its prey. Sharon shifts her stance but doesn’t engage just yet, waiting for them to make the first move.
it’s not a long wait.
one of the beasts gets bold and bounds forward, leaping into the air, jaw extended wide revealing a maw of razor like teeth that travel all the way down it’s throat. before it reaches her, she jams her spear forward and buries into the hounds chest and then flings it sideways. it lands on its side with a strange warbling cry as the blade is pulled out. ]
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they pad forward, their sickly heads bowed like a wolf stalking its prey. Sharon shifts her stance but doesn’t engage just yet, waiting for them to make the first move.
it’s not a long wait.
one of the beasts gets bold and bounds forward, leaping into the air, jaw extended wide revealing a maw of razor like teeth that travel all the way down it’s throat. before it reaches her, she jams her spear forward and buries into the hounds chest and then flings it sideways. it lands on its side with a strange warbling cry as the blade is pulled out. ]