[Benedikta clutches her shoulder with her hand, and while there is no blood there, it certainly feels that way, a stinging sensation searing its way through that shoulder. Her magic pulses, trying to heal it over, but it stumbles a little when Cid rushes in again, the pit of her stomach dropping in dread like an anvil.]
Wait—!
[Crystal shards scatter as the sentry's blast comes bearing down on the guard and it encases his body, some hitting Benedikta's cheeks as she tries to shield herself from the blow. But then it wastes no time in rearing up for another...]
Don't you fucking dare!
[A heavy wind blows everything and everyone aside, including Cid, and in a flurry of feathers and dust and crystal pieces, Benedikta flies across the corridor and tackles the sentry before it can get that second blast off. It staggers back, its arm rearing upwards and hitting the ceiling instead, covering everything that it touches in crystal. Several loud clangs echo up and down the tunnels as it stumbles over its own feet, but Benedikta holds on, gripping its head between her claws.
She pulls and pulls and twists and pulls, and she can hear the steel groaning under her grip. It hits the wall, another blast firing off into the ceiling, and in an explosion of oil and magic, she tears the head of the sentry from its shoulders. It winds down immediately, sparks of magic flying every which way from where the head once was, and she shoves the rest of its body down to the ground.
And just for good measure...
There's a loud screeching noise beneath her screams as she tears open its front at the neck, gripping its insides with her giant claws that only feel like they have grown larger since the last time she used them, and rips out the gears. Steel rains around her, and she turns around, almost out of breath, her entire front now covered in black oil.
Her glowing eyes pulse yellow as she stares at Cid, and then at the carnage around them...]
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Wait—!
[Crystal shards scatter as the sentry's blast comes bearing down on the guard and it encases his body, some hitting Benedikta's cheeks as she tries to shield herself from the blow. But then it wastes no time in rearing up for another...]
Don't you fucking dare!
[A heavy wind blows everything and everyone aside, including Cid, and in a flurry of feathers and dust and crystal pieces, Benedikta flies across the corridor and tackles the sentry before it can get that second blast off. It staggers back, its arm rearing upwards and hitting the ceiling instead, covering everything that it touches in crystal. Several loud clangs echo up and down the tunnels as it stumbles over its own feet, but Benedikta holds on, gripping its head between her claws.
She pulls and pulls and twists and pulls, and she can hear the steel groaning under her grip. It hits the wall, another blast firing off into the ceiling, and in an explosion of oil and magic, she tears the head of the sentry from its shoulders. It winds down immediately, sparks of magic flying every which way from where the head once was, and she shoves the rest of its body down to the ground.
And just for good measure...
There's a loud screeching noise beneath her screams as she tears open its front at the neck, gripping its insides with her giant claws that only feel like they have grown larger since the last time she used them, and rips out the gears. Steel rains around her, and she turns around, almost out of breath, her entire front now covered in black oil.
Her glowing eyes pulse yellow as she stares at Cid, and then at the carnage around them...]