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The Psion froze. Her usually glowing eyes widened when she felt the unwelcome grip around her chest, feeling herself momentarily pulled back against Yawgmoth's tall form, and then released just as quickly. Her gaze remained as shocked when he reappeared a good distance away from her.

And then complete rage overtook her small form.

Ayla's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits and her hand reached up to grip her bow so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her first reaction was to kill Yawgmoth. Her second reaction, however, was the one she put into effect.

Releasing her bow, Ayla held her hand out with her palm facing both Yawgmoth and Ali. "Yousonofab***h!" she snarled, grabbing a hold of Ali with her telekinetic power and raising him off the ground. Pulling her arm back in a momentum, she then thrust it forward, hurling the unsuspecting bystander straight at Yawgmoth with such force that it sent the vampire crashing into the brute.

The Psion's hands fell to her sides as she fell into a brisk walk towards her temporarily disabled assailant. For a brief moment, static sizzled between her fingertips. Her eyes burned with absolute fury. No one had ever touched her like that without permission, and gotten away with it. "How dare you!?" Her voice wavered momentarily as she fought to control her anger, not caring about what kind of trouble she was getting herself into.

Before Aliator got too far Yawgmoth's hand reached out and landed on his friend and rival's shoulder. "Ah ah. She's angry with us, Do let us handle it please?" Yawgmoth said with a vile grin over his face. He had indeed done what he came to do, play with her. And he intended to keep this game going. "Besides, isn't that your brother in law over there getting swarmed by bees? Shouldn't you help him?" Yawgmoth asked pointing in Vupi's direction. Yawgmoth's hand slipped from Ali's shoulder as he let Aliator decide whether or not he would interfere. He was hoping Ali would choose to help Vupi and let Yawgmoth have his fun. But in either case Yawgmoth began to make his way towards the girl. "We cannot express how long we've been waiting for this since you've opened your mouth. Do know, that defeat will come absolutely. We will take everything from you that we want and then cast you aside when we are done having our fun with you. If you thought what we just did was amusing, wait until we get our hands on you now little girl!" Yawgmoth threatened with an increasingly insane expression as the images in his head for what he had planned warped his train of thought into the land of sadistic and cruel.

*He ran into a field, thomping hard into the grass. Turning towards the bees, he yelled* Attack, ninja crickets!

"In more ways than one...be assured" Yawgmoth spoke to Ali before suddenly getting knocked back a few feet from the way. Luckily for Yawgmoth he was a large man with a sturdy body and so he wasn't completely toppled over by her wave. Yawgmoth cracked his neck and cracked his knuckles. "So you want to play with the big boys huh? Fine. You're only making it worse by not giving up." Yawgmoth replied unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it on the ground, at the same time he used his feet to kick off his boots leaving him in just simple black pants. He could move much faster without these things hindering his body.

An increasingly dark aura began to surround Yawgmoth before it flared up in a purple light. Increasing his output by a slight fraction. Yawgmoth did not feel he needed more than five percent of what he was truly capable of to catch a little girl like her. Ten percent would be necessary at the most if she were very fast he thought. His ego of course the reason behind this logic. "Ready? Set?" Yawgmoth smiled with an evil intent. "Go!" with his words the ground shattered as Yawgmoth's huge leg muscles tensed and with a thunderous force shoved his body forward. Each step he took in running towards Ayla crushed the ground a little more making his path appear clear, but it didn't matter. He was moving insanely fast for someone of his size, often the advantage in this situation. People pegged him for big and slow and were usually caught off guard by his speed.

Her dexterous trick worked, though not as well as she planned. Yawgmoth was very thick skulled, this much should've been obvious already. In addition she forgot about a little extra appendage that was going to do all the damage. Feeling her foot plant on his head Yawgmoth's tail snapped up like a whip. As her foot rebounded from the forceful kick it was snared by his tail, its location easily given away. Landing uncomfortable was right as she headed downward Yawgmoth's tail snapped with a jerk forcefully slamming her against the ground back first. This was sure to do two things, one was hurt quite a bit, the second was send the wind rushing from her chest from the impact. Yawgmoth of course planted face first into the ground. His tail was coiling around her leg with unforgiving tightness, a death grip if one were to describe it so. He wasn't going to let go of his prey now that he'd almost won the game and 'caught her' as she requested. Slowly he pulled his face off of the ground to find his nose bleeding on one side and his lip bleeding on the same side. She was as good as dead now. No peon was going to make him bleed and get away with it.

"Cheat? pay more attention next time" Yawgmoth spat back gritting his teeth as she tried to pry his tail free. It only squeezed tightly intent on not legging go. Once her boot began to apply pressure he grew angry very very quickly. His tail on reflex attempted to recoil and draw itself closer to him for protection. This however did not nothing but drag the psion closer to him as the sickening snap of bones broke the silence of the night sky. A surge of pain ran up Yawgmoth's spinal column, she hadn't...that b***h. Yawgmoth's pain turned into pure unbridled rage. She had broken his tail, his precious tail. It was the opposite of his body in structure, tougher skin thinner bones where as his body had thinner skin and nigh unbreakable bones. How was she able to come by this knowledge. He didn't have time to think as the rage took over. Thrust his foot back Yawgmoth used his height advantage and their proximity to get an edge. His study huge foot was sent forward towards her midsection to cause an intense amount of damage if it connected, most importantly by smashing into her diaphragm he would once more chase the air from her lungs leaving her weak and vulnerable for his revenge.

Yawgmoth rolled over a few times from the resulting force but was otherwise undamaged. Except of course, for rolling on his tail a few times. That caused more shock waves of pain to riddle up his spine. That b***h was going to get it for sure. Standing up Yawgmoth winced trying to keep his tail still. Yawgmoth listened and then heard it, breathing, or rather...trying to breathe. A grim smile came over his face as he trotted towards the fallen girl. "You know. We have to say, you certainly managed a feat in breaking our tail." The brute said as he neared her weakened form. Deciding to add insult to injury Yawgmoth brought a foot up and planted it on her stomach lightly. Applying just enough pressure to cause extreme pain on her injured midsection but not break anything else or cause more serious damage. "But now, now you lose. You are ours. And we swear, every waking moment for the next few days will be like this. You won't enjoy a second little girl, but we, we will savor every, ********, moment of it!" Yawgmoth bellowed down at the fallen Psion, as his words ended a sadistic laughter came rolling from his lips. Reaching down with his left arm Yawgmoth planned to brand her as his. His toy, his prey, his catch. His left arm meant to grab her by the neck for this part.