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Unlike past battles, Eva didn't want to even try engaging the Halloween creatures in conversation. At least in the past, she felt that she had some leeway in fighting--she would attack until they were too weak to fight back, but the thought of going all the way had killing them had never crossed her mind. Really, how was taking out these students going to do them any good in the long run?

The death trainee found herself sweeping her weapon out again, albeit a lot more half-heartedly than usual.

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Taking a step back to dodge the attack, Clyde put his mind into aiming for once and FINALLY strikes his target. Pretty dang focused on actually hurting his opponent too.

..Though, should he be feeling a little bad for hitting a girl? Na, she started it anyways. 8|

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His breath left him when Clyde knocked him to the floor. He was disoriented for a minute, as colors seemed to flash above him. What was at the forefront of his mind though, was that seemingly emotionless figure that had simply ordered all the students slaughtered.
That did not sit well with him.

And then in his daydreaming Clyde, who'd pretty close to saved him just now, was being attacked out of nowhere.

Billy was mad.

"Hey there Ghoulie, GET OFF HIM!" Billy shouted in her face as he kicked out at her trying to get her away from Clyde-his-first-Amityville-friend and get to his feet at the same time.
He didn't do much damage, but at least he grazed her, and was standing again now. His frown at her simply expressed his rage.
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He had barely gotten out of the way when claws reached out for him, inches from his face.
What...

Before him was some black-looking creature. Was this a "student"?
Dissipate? Was that what happened to those fog creatures from before?
So that's what these "students" turned into when the dissipated?

"What's the matter, little dog,", he grinned, swinging the bladed tonfas. "Are you scared?"

The black dog felt the blades of the tonfa connect with his arm, hard, and hissed out an unneeded breath of air. Despite this, he grinned viciously at his opponent. A grin which showed off all of his serrated teeth. Teeth that had tasted human flesh several times before.

"Hardly. Or rather, not of you at least." He answered before he darted forward and leaped up into the air and over the hunter. A heartbeat later and he was coming down, striking from above.

To be honest, he wasn't scared of dissipation itself. It hurt like hell and reforming was always an unpleasant experience. After all, it wasn't the first time he dissipated. But in this place, here and now. Dissipation was a very serious problem and not only for them, but the hunters as well. Not that he really cared how it affected them.


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Yin nodded curtly, but there was too much to focus on. That his bonded, no matter how strained that relationship was, had not been effected by the taint of insanity was a small measure of relief as he scanned the area, searching for a hint of glowing green, the tail end of a dark green scarf.

His attention was forced back to the zomboil at the sound of the growl. It was a question, though it did not sound much like one. He almost laughed at the idea that they would do better if they stayed together, it had never really worked for them before. But he moved toward the zomboil regardless, the slight strains of possessiveness not completely dampened as insanity still had tendrils in his mind, his need to protect the zomboil overwhelming and almost instinctual at this point.

He crouched next to him and from there he could see Mot, rolling around on the ground. He did not seem upset or injured, and then...a hunter attacked. Yin hissed, looking at the hunter, one he recognized as an obnoxious and rude creature that could not control himself. "We should go make sure that Mot and Miss Xiu-Ying can handle that filth on their own." What he was purposefully trying to ignore was that he had no idea if the hunters would notice him, and if they did...if there was something they could do to him.

Finally! Finally, she was around people again! And not only that but now she was coming out right into the middle of action. Atropos wasn't summoned just yet, not until she found someone who needed a good hit. Candace had to hit something. Something real.

She stopped. There they were, two very familiar faces fighting Jude.

Candace stayed quiet, summoning Atropos and taking off at a run. She skid over the ground when she got close, bringing up her knee. The blade there extended out from its slot and jabbed Shun's side.

"Oops~." Candace jumped back away from Shun, a hand against her cheek. "My bad. I was aiming a little higher. I won't miss next time."

"You first," he murmured back before taking another hit. Stepping back, Shun was about to retaliate when something caught his side. It was a shallow hit, but it obviously was another challenger. Quickly, he turned around, only to see just about the hunter he probably hated most out of the entire lot.

"You" he hissed, feeling a tremendous rage hit him at once. In his fury, he suddenly vanished from where he was, aiming to cut her apart as quickly as possible. It wasn't often that he was blinded by anger, but right now he was far too pissed to be as precise as he needed to be with this maneuver. It didn't matter to him. The reaper wanted to make Candace bleed.

He wanted her dead.

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