[Where—? By the time he'll hear her, it's too late; there's a sword some eight feet long held in both clawed paws as she descends from the ceiling and when the sword stabs Caius in the back and comes out straight through his middle, she hovers still as though suspended by some invisible force.]
Nyehehe, some people never learn.
[As if she'd been standing on a platform, Raquelle leaps down to the floor as she lets go of the sword, and scurries away, letting the body collapse and the blood pool where it's left.]
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[Where—? By the time he'll hear her, it's too late; there's a sword some eight feet long held in both clawed paws as she descends from the ceiling and when the sword stabs Caius in the back and comes out straight through his middle, she hovers still as though suspended by some invisible force.]
Nyehehe, some people never learn.
[As if she'd been standing on a platform, Raquelle leaps down to the floor as she lets go of the sword, and scurries away, letting the body collapse and the blood pool where it's left.]