[HH] Ink and Blood (Agsil vs Aiden)

[Kaefaux]

The slash at her belly hit--though it didn't cut her open. It did slice some of her clothing, and a bit of ink black blood oozed up at the slender cut. Not deep, but enough to have the dragon snarling at the Hunter.

How much more till she had to run? She'd prefer to take the human out, but her own safety was at risk here. It almost seemed like her hits weren't fully... hitting? Again she struck with her claws, this time at his arms, trying to get him to drop the weapon or... something.

[HP: 16/40]
[DMG: 3]
[Roll: attack 2d8 - 6 | defend 1d6]
 

[Natsuko-neko]

The fact that the dragon lady bled black blood was something that Aiden was both curious and weirded out by but he didn't focus on it when he was too busy trying to defend himself. Souji once again reminded him about being able to use his Fear attack but he didn't really have the time to do it since she was back at him, this time trying to knock Souji away by aiming for his arms. "Oh I don't think so!" He said as he kicked out at her legs after she almost succeeded in her plan.

HP: 15/40
Attack: 2d8 -6
Defend: 1d6
Damage done: 4
Fear: 3/3 charged, 0/2 used  

[Kaefaux]

She'd had enough. His strike hit--again--and Agsil backed up, ducking away from his weapon. Sucking in a breath, and knowing she was on shaky enough terms as it was to even be trying to use this, she focused her FEAR. The ink began to well from her claws as she lifted a single hand, merging together into a long, dripping whip. As bits of the ink dropped to the ground, they hissed, acidic and burning whatever they touched.

Including Agsilved's own hands.

Manipulating ink was just part of who she was. It was as easy as breathing, in a sense. But turning her own blood, her own self, into acid? Was not such a walk in the park. Necessary at times. But not advisable always.

For now? It was necessary. She lashed out, slashing through the air with the whip, the droplets flying haphazardly as she aimed the main force of the acidic ink towards the Hunter. The dragon said nothing, did nothing else. She didn't sneer, she didn't crow. She was in pain and she wanted this fight over.

[HP: 3/40]
[DMG: 3+9+5 = 17 | DMG to self: 2, 6+3+2 = 11 x .8 = 9]
[Roll: attack 2d8 - 6 | defend 1d6]
[FEAR: Gambler's Chance.
Tier Two:
Dice: 8d12
First Dice:
1-6: Miss
7-12: Hit
Damage: Total of second, third, and fourth dice.
Fifth Dice:
1: Take the full 100% damage.
2-4: Take 80% damage (multiply result by .8 )
5-7: Take 75% damage (multiply result by .75.)
8-12: Take 50% damage (multiply result by .5 or divide by 2)
Damage to Self: Total of last three dice multiplied or divided by the modifier. This always hits you!
 

[Natsuko-neko]

He had been about to try and get his weapon's Fear move off when she backed up but she got there first. Aiden's eyes widened when the ink she drew to her hand started to eat away at things such as the floor and he had a sinking feeling of just what they could and would do to him if he didn't move! He wasn't able to get out of the way though, not in time to save his Fear Shield and not in time to avoid getting splattered with the acidic ink.

The Hunter let out a scream as the acidic ink whip wrapped around his left arm in a spiral, burning through his clothes easily and sinking into his skin. He backed up out of pain and ended up hitting a wall as he barely kept himself from dropping the now worriedly yelling Souji on the ground to grab at his arm, knowing it would just burn his hand as well and leave him even more defenseless. He let the injured arm hang and held up his spetum in front of him in a defensive position as he started to try and shuffle the way he came, hoping he could escape since there was no way he could take much more.

HP: -2/40
Attack: 2d8 -6
Defend: 1d6
Damage done:
Fear: 3/3 charged, 0/2 used  

[Kaefaux]

Agsilved was swaying. She wasn't doing well, breathing heavily and watching the Hunter with a hostility only akin to a beast attacking out of survival. Though she was still her, no mindless creature, there was no denying the small hint of relief that drifted through her face before she closed off her expressions, forcing her body to remain still as she drew herself up to her full height.

Not that it was... so impressive, but.

"Get out of here," she hissed, her voice icy and filled with the strength that a dragon's pride demanded. "As I have said. Learning is all well and good, but in doing so you must acknowledge the places you do not belong, human." She began to back up, aware of the fog at her back, even as her violet eyes remained locked on the Hunter's now also bleeding form. Her ink blood dripped from her sliced abdomen and her burned fingers. She would heal. In time.

But how would he fair?

[HP: 3/40]
 

[Natsuko-neko]

His steps were shaky with out close he was to passing out and he knew full well that he needed to get out of her and he did no in fact need to piss of the dragon any more then he already had. But he wouldn't be himself if he didn't give one more push honestly. "Guess you should know, have you acknowledged you don't belong here either?" He quipped through pain clenched teeth as he staggered out through a different doorway after that last parting shot. Even if it wasn't particularly a good one, he wasn't sticking around to see the fallout if any.

He managed to get back to the portal while ignoring the mix of blood and ink on his arms. Aiden just hoped that he could make it to the infirmary without passing out, or at least maybe someone would be near by to help.

HP: -2

[Fin]