Sunbeam Lair Sometimes I'd like to die and climb inside you

—and she might have made it.

mid-leap, bhediya was pushed out of the way by the body of either barreling brute. pygmalion's kick hit her cheek as she went down, leaving her momentarily unconscious.

the fight continued, however; the sound of snapping jaws woke her from the short slumber, albeit disoriented and struggling to find balance. salvatore was on one side with xizur on the other, both men pulling at the first available appendage.

it was her fault, bhediya decided. all of this was her fault.

she did not want anyone to die for her sake. if anyone deserved to be at the receiving end of pygmalion's madness, it was her. the others had no place in this fight.

on the mountain, she'd cowered, but in this lair— her lair, she would not.

steadying herself enough to walk once more, bhediya stepped in front of pygmalion, keeping a short distance between them. her goal was to steal his attention long enough for someone to do fatal damage. the consequences of this decision would be negligible.

the goal is no rabies! other injuries (hits, sprains, etc.) are welcome from any participants.