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She had let Shik go as soon as she was through the portal, breathing in deep the scent of blood and battle, relishing in the sounds of weapons clashing. Her dagger was in her hand just as quickly as she was off, sprinting towards a hunter that appeared to have one of their own initiates down on the ground, beating him relentlessly.

Sometimes she wondered if the students weren't completely useless in a fight.

She charged forward, throwing herself at the hunter with the shield, her dagger striking out as she wings beat furiously behind her, knocking him back and away from the others so that they could finish him off before she took off looking for another target, satisfied with her work.

Shaheen HP: 35/40
DMG: 8
Distortion: 1


TOWER SHIELD MIST HUNTER HP: 13

Grimacing, Shun paused briefly and shot a glance back at Xiu.

"Good. There's no need for you to bloody your hands as well," he stated. Not when this wasn't suited for her. This wasn't for everyone. Letting out a breath, he turned back towards the hunter with the tower shield.

There.

Finding an opportunity, he slipped in behind the male to slash him with his blades.

Shun: 24
Target: Mist Hunter: Burly Brunette Male with a Tower Shield
Target HP: 7/80
Damage: 6

It didn't take Shaheen long to find a new hunter to fall upon as she landed in a crouch nearby. A small woman with auburn hair wielding a sickle. She would be the next to fall.

Shaheens HP: 35/40
DMG: n/a
Distortion: 1
Fear: 10

Oh yes, he was serious.

The black dog shared no love for the hunters and had just as much reason to hate the hunters, but he drew the line and turning into the beasts that the hunters claimed them to be! Whatever happened to Halloween does not kill? All of this... All they were doing was proving them right! Had they ever stopped to consider that maybe, just maybe this was exactly the reason hunters existed in the first place? Sure they drove some--most of them to hate their kind, but the students still had a choice and clearly, it was one that involved maiming and destroying. Well not him. Remi could give him as much of a talking to as he wanted, but there was no doubt in Tybalt's mind that what they were doing was wrong.

"You're right." He started, his voice flat, as he barely contained his rage. "The cat I knew was better than this." Had none of his words gotten through to Night? Had the black cat been pushed so far into a corner that he would sell himself to the horsemen all for the sake of some borrowed power? And corrupted power at that! No doubt, that accursed gem was affecting his mind, poisoning it. "Have you been doing 'this,'" He motioned to the entire grounds. "all this time? Have you Night?" There was a bitter growl now. He felt like grabbing hold of his friend and giving him a good shake--if he hadn't been restraining Ren that was.

"I can't believe you lot! You're turning into something worse than the hunters!"

He hated the horsemen for this. He hated them more than the hunters!

NOT ATTACKING!

With a tiny squeak, the witch fell through the portal and landed on the ground with a nice thud and some more noise of derision. There was only enough time to look up before a multitude of things happened at once. Most notable of them all were Hunters. Way more than seemed necessary, but there they were. And Medea wanted everyone to fight them?
"Oh Hecate, what have I gotten myself into?" Belladonna whispered to herself as she rolled to the side of a small girl's foot. On any other occasion, the witch might think twice about jumping into a battle like this without any real provocation except 'Go'. As of yet she did not bear Medea's mark and therefore did not have to obey her. But oh, those shards in her arm ached. Just a little fight would surely ease that pain...
Still on the ground the witch decided it wasn't really necessary to get her cards out just yet, not when she had a particular advantage. With a swift kick her foot was out and struck into the side of the girl's knee, her heel making the most delicious cracking noise as she made contact.

After that the witch was up and back, a bit of blonde caught in her vision. It was the Horsewoman from Fright Night who had given her the feather!
"Fancy seeing you here." It was meant to be witty, but maybe the battle field wasn't such a good time for that...

HP: 45/50
Damage: 8
Fear: 0

Frost gave Mei less a wary look to the notion of a hunter friend, rather, he was more curious at the concept of it all. “This I cannot deny. Humans are a complex lot. But still, as stands, this is a battlefield. If you see you friend, we can try to make contact and establish or division from the horsemen and their.. compatriots.” Red eyes went to the students fighting. Those he knew, those he did not. The Wolfos worried for them, something was changing them. Gene might dislike hunters, but this was not her. Bloodlust was not in her nature. Not like this.

“We can gather the students who do not wish to be a part of this by the edges of the battle- snowdrifts, shrubbery, foliage, we can use it for cover. We have no need to draw attention to ourselves. Standing in the open paints us as targets, perhaps to some as traitors, to either side of this bloody mess. Halloween is not seen, is that not how it normally goes?” Red eyes scanned the battle field, noticing two ghouls holding back from battle. “There, Xui and Sophie. If they are like us, we can gather together and find where we will take out refuge. If Tybalt can convince Ren, I can work on Gene. Something is wrong with her. But, the non aggressors first. I’ll be avoiding using my natural form unless we need it. A giant white wolf hardly seems low key.”

Her gaze was fixated on Tybalt, feeling the same thing as she looked upon friends who has turned to the horsemen. Halloween was not supposed to attack humans. Sure, the hunters were fighting as well, but it was them who had followed Medea here, and intruded on their territory. It was only right that the hunters fight back.

"There's a lot more to hunters then we have been lead to know." They had noble goals, if a little cruel in methods. In any case, Frost was right, standing here would do them no good. It made them a target, for either side. "Alright. Good luck!" Patting the boil on the shoulder, she gave a nod to Tybalt and set off in the direction of the two ghouls.

"Xiu! Are you two alright?" She asked, eyeing both the baku and undead ghoul, a new ghoul, she assumed.

On one hand the witch wanted to be angry to be ordered around by some Horsewoman, but on the other... Fighting. And now with friends, it seemed. It had been positively ages since Belladonna had seen Sharra, and despite the battle she flashed him a friendly smile.
"I think she counts as one side, so I'll just stick with you on this side." She told him with a hop and a skip in his direction.
Now she unleashed her cards, threw them out and watched as they snapped back to a circle around her. The little girl darted forward and whacked the witch with the handle of her sickle, but Belladonna paid it back with a slap to the girl's face since she was close enough. It wasn't much, but something about actually hitting something with her hand rather than her cards was much more fulfilling.

HP: 40/50
Damage: 2
Fear: 0