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Otto the black pony of fear and suffering hadn't listened to her when she begged him (as if Maebe could ever beg.) to let her hair go. Otto the totally in trouble Hunter, however, dropped her like a sack of potatoes, and she crumbled to the ground.

"Wow. Thanks. I think I liked the old you better." She stood back up, brushed her clothing clean, and then took a very, very long time re-adjusting her hair.

But eventually, she summoned Thaw and stabbed the attacker (and her former killer, hello friend!) right in the side, since he was still trying to attack Cami. This kitty was never going to give up. She would have given him points for persistence, except that was not a trait Maebe particularly favored. Especially in herself.

"I hope this hurts." She twisted the trident. "A lot."

Cami clearly was not meant to be a horseman. Her heart was cold but her attacks had been halfhearted at best though her hatred for the cat burned bright as any sun could have. Even as the dagger plunged into her chest she was shocking back to the white-clad woman she'd been before Medea's tendrils had worked inside of her mind, corrupting her from the inside out.

Her scream was piercing as she collapsed down to the ground which was around the time that the trident plunged into Night's side. "Maebe!" No time for pet names and cute, flirtatious moments. She was close to unconsciousness again and needed a hand up. Away.

Wouldn't she ever escape this mongrel?! Was Otto okay?! So many questions and only a few answers as she did indeed see the former Death-converted horseman who was her best and dearest friend looking aghast. Ah, right, he'd pulled Maebe by the hair, hadn't he? "Don't you like having your hair pulled?" Breathless question because, if she was going to die, she was going to die sassy.

Arland had spent the first part of the battle completely paralyzed and now that he could move again he was at a complete loss as to what he should be doing with that movement. Everything about was chaos. There was no order, just a blur of bodies; Halloween, Hunter, Horseman. Was there a common target? To what end were they fighting?

To protect....

A warmth flooded him, renewing his faith and restoring his strength. He called Tivadar back to his hands and held his ground, eyes steadily roaming the battlefield to find someone, anyone familiar or in need. This was all complete madness; worse than Wonderland and here he was just standing aloof in the middle of it.

Evan hit the battlefield just in time to see Noemi go down. Noemi didn't seem like much of a fighter, and putting her in harm's way was just painting a huge target on her. She was a sweet kid; she didn't deserve to be out here, green as she was.

Well. Target acquired, at least. Evan broke into an easy run, Gir growling eagerly as they ran down their prey. He lead with his blade, baring his teeth in a snarling smile as it struck true. The Fear that had collected on the teeth of the blade exploded into countless shards between himself and his target. Normally it hurt him a lot more, but now he didn't feel anything but satisfied.

Everything had happened so fast. Too fast, really. At some point in all of the skirmishes breaking out around them, with all of the gigantic beasts and swarms of insects springing up all around, Finn Connor's mind might have just...shut down. Only very briefly, however, and with Trynt's none to gentle urging, with snarls that seemed to reverberate through his skull, shaking him back to his senses, as his single brown eye flickered around to take in his surroundings.

The giant horsemen with the giant sword had ******** off, it seemed, or at least, Finn didn't immediately see him hanging around and he ticked that off as a plus in his mind. Somewhere off to the side, the group that had converged around him seemed to be falling apart, with Noemi going down, and Jack moving away.

He wanted to call out to him, to call him a little b***h, a ******** p***y, but he understood. Hell, they had done something unthinkable together once in order to survive, and Finn would have been lying if he said he'd learned his lesson, if he said the price of losing his eye had been enough to set him on a more straight and narrow path.

No. All Finn had really learned was to be more careful next time, and to not mouth of Caelius afterwards.

And so, he called Jack none of those things, only watching him with a cold stare as he left, and with one last glance towards Milo, he began to slowly back away, his weapon held aloft. If the sun hunter should look his way, he'd give him a slight shake of his head, because no, he didn't know the man well enough to stick him under Finn's list of priorities so just...

No.

Otto wasn't even talking, and Maebe could literally feel his guilt from here.

"Awwwwkwaaaard."

She let out a frustrating scream as she saw Cami drop again, and slammed Thaw down into the ground in front of Otto. The fire burned a half circle around him, and then rose up in a glorious wall of fire.

"I hate the smell of burnt cat. But I'll make an exception for this."

"Oh so you first!" It looked like Maebe would be saved for last! "Why are you asking her? She doesn't do anything for anybody~" Night winked at Maebe, "She's doesn't even know how to do things for people. She's that type that does better for herself. She's probably wondering why she's even bothering with you two anyways. This one dies-" He pointed to Cami, then pointed at Otto, rushing in for the attack regardless of the patetic firewall. He blew that way with his fear like what it was, nothing. "Then she loses you. Then it'll just be me and here and I can play with her last because I like it that way~~"

He took Otto's hit in his side, letting out a small cat like meow and using the weapon to draw Otto closer to him, landing a hit right in the blondes face.