Herbalists' Cache portable ops

the clash between serpent and stripling lit the air like crackling lightning, a glissade of silver sparks flung out like wild tendrils of electricity. the shadow leapt from where she clung to the darkness, spurred into action by the brilliant display of spirit-gleam flaring from the boy. straight into his path, the lanky unchild ducked to snatch the scaly fiend by the head, teeth sinking through its maimed flesh and setting it to thrashing once again. pain lanced through her chest as if her fangs dug through her own skin, but it went ignored. a violent shake of her head did nothing to halt the creature's frantic movement, so the shadow shook it again, and again, until the earth began to spin beneath her paws. it was dying, but she did not know that; as far as she was concerned, the job was unfinished until her victim stilled between her teeth.

the boy was forgotten, for the moment.

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