The Sunspire iiii. i've been broken

not entirely sure what y'all had in mind for the fight but just let me know if this needs to be edited.

Her prayers go unanswered. 

The reaper charges, wordlessly, soundlessly like the monster of a child's nightmare - jaws gaping wide as he lunges for the northerner's pale face. Rhælla is nearly transfixed, frozen as he seems to fall and fall and fall towards them. 

The ivory bear collides with him, both males tangling and snapping - a violent yin and yang. The sight of yellow-slathered fangs tearing, piercing for purchase against her saviour, the scent of blood in the humid air, wakes her from her fearful revelrie. 

The nightwisp lowers further, slinking like a nightcat - racing to the aid of her protector. She rears back on her hindlegs, foreleg sweeping through the air to slash her claws over his face.