[Alhaitham winces and stumbles at the burst of wind, just barely managing to hold his ground with how close he is to the source of the wind itself. With how strong they are he isn't particularly surprised at how messed up the bookshelves get, especially when the succubi that tries to lunge for Benedikta gets thrown onto it instead, causing a good amount of books to tumble down along with her, shortly followed by the bookcase itself.
...he can't say that he's mad about it, but there's no denying the unfortunate reality that's befallen them all the same. With luck they might be able to salvage something from that mess after this is over.
But there's not much time for Alhaitham to focus on it for much longer; a shriek right in front of him quickly draws his attention back forwards, and he does so just as he feels a tug at his sword and quickly realizes that the succubi going after him has grabbed onto the end of it in what is a last ditch attempt to stay where she is. Even as the blade cuts into her fingers and palms it stays there, trails of dark ichor flowing down the length of it and staining the otherwise intricate and elaborate green and white design.
Alhaitham narrows his eyes then, and his mouth twists into a grimace before he lets go of his sword and sends it back into the ether. The succubi's eyes widen in surprise, and its the last thing that Alhaitham sees before she gets flung across the room by Benedikta's wind, crashing right into another bookcase with enough force to splinter the shelves, causing the books on them to spill out and tumble down with her.]
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...he can't say that he's mad about it, but there's no denying the unfortunate reality that's befallen them all the same. With luck they might be able to salvage something from that mess after this is over.
But there's not much time for Alhaitham to focus on it for much longer; a shriek right in front of him quickly draws his attention back forwards, and he does so just as he feels a tug at his sword and quickly realizes that the succubi going after him has grabbed onto the end of it in what is a last ditch attempt to stay where she is. Even as the blade cuts into her fingers and palms it stays there, trails of dark ichor flowing down the length of it and staining the otherwise intricate and elaborate green and white design.
Alhaitham narrows his eyes then, and his mouth twists into a grimace before he lets go of his sword and sends it back into the ether. The succubi's eyes widen in surprise, and its the last thing that Alhaitham sees before she gets flung across the room by Benedikta's wind, crashing right into another bookcase with enough force to splinter the shelves, causing the books on them to spill out and tumble down with her.]