see you at the bottom - [COTC RAID + TAKEOVER]

[rhosmari]

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr — tanglewood — three years

There was no thought, no process to why being here was wrong right now. That fighting this battle on the wrong side would always haunt her. The only thing that razed in her mind was a simple command. To burn. A singular weapon she would be, she was meant to be. His weapon of destruction, to be used to make a new beginning. Stryker was the only reason as she was here right now, to be his weapon was a gift. To show him that she still had purpose for such a role. Her head was covered by the croc skull she normally wore, paints of black, red, and sharp white carving paths through her fur. There was nothing but the seething heat that wavered from her body as she stepped from the hole that had led to their infiltration of the Typhoon's territory. Her markings were outlined with a white hot glow, almost as if they were breathing from the intense energy. Her maw parted and smoke lifted from the opening. Eyes glowing with malice and rage as she plunged herseld into the fray.

There was no rhyme or reason as to whom she attacked. Creatures fell to her bone blade as she drew it through their bodies. Like a savage beast her agile frame moved, assisting where needed before she dropped the dagger and a sudden vortex of white flames raged from her mouth, setting fire to the trees, angled down to coat some attackers in searing fire and make them run through the jungle, carrying the flames with them.