Horizon Ridge You walk around this town like it’s holy land,

Her momentum carried through, and her intentions went rewarded with a yelp from him, followed by a scene sickeningly satisfying to her moment's needs. His blood, everywhere--so she couldn't realize the fullest extent of his gruesomely torn face right away, only that it was enough to send him reeling back, exactly like she wanted.

But that said nothing about the bear-wolf, who though bloodied so badly too, he wasn't done and she knew it just looking at him, or the Rusalkan--who she soon realized Dacio had let go of. Perhaps he was confident in the  injuries he had dealt her, or wanting to let her suffer it out. Either way, Opalia was not about to argue with that; this was a good reunion and they had much catching up to do, so best to end it on a note they could both regroup from, only bloodied and rustled, not worse.

She snapped her teeth once more towards the enemies, and lingered longest on Derg's bloodied face (he wasn't going to forget her quickly like that), but picked up on Dacio's efforts to help begin their escape while they had half of an opening and the capability to use it. She wheeled before anyone could make to turn their teeth back onto her in earnest, and began to get the hell out of there.