[a loud scream heralds the entrance of another player; a black-haired young woman carrying what appears to be a scythe. Except... the scythe's blade appears to be made of energy.
The target of her aggression? The same bird, which she manages to cleave in two with her weapon with the help of an upwards leap. Moments later, she lands in a crouch, glaring at Kevin]
What the hell are you doing?! Get the hell out of here!
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The target of her aggression? The same bird, which she manages to cleave in two with her weapon with the help of an upwards leap. Moments later, she lands in a crouch, glaring at Kevin]
What the hell are you doing?! Get the hell out of here!