The arm twitched under her fingers. It looked like pure, two dimensional void, a long arm-shaped hole in space. But very faintly she could feel cold metal loops like chain, an echo or a memory of what may have been before. She cut it and it did not bleed, it did not even seem to be living tissue of any kind. It was like taking scissors to heavy black paper. If she cut far enough, deep enough, she could have sliced it off entirely.
The arm began to writhe, extended, cold fingers brushing along her cheek for a moment before going for her throat. First one arm, than another - there were no bones or tissue to inhibit them from curling around her neck with practiced precision and begin to crush her windpipe. Just enough to startle and bring pain, not enough to kill her. Yet. He drew close to her, studying her like a slide under a microscope. It would be a shame for her to be disposed of so quickly and crudely. There was still so much to learn about these prey that thought themselves predators.
He was pretty diminutive for being a creature of nightmares, tiny and emaciated in his oversized cloak, just a pair of curious yellow eyes and a mouth full of sharp teeth, far too wide for such a small face. When he spoke his breath smelled of sickly sweet, caustic herbs and chemicals the human language had no names for, yet. "Very unusual for little wormssss like you to admire our work. Did your hivelingsss fail to warn you of usss?"
Mahir was already envisioning exactly where he would cut her open once her shield was exhausted. "Or did you ignore their adviccce?"
OOC
Mahir is targeting
Mimsy!
Turns used: 1/3
Damage done/ Healing Done/ Defense done: 10dmg
Additional mechanics/ bonus mechanics to be noted: Ie: if using item instead or classroom ability
Fear charges used: 0
Total HP remaining: 39/40
Total points remaining: 27/30
Status of character: Y1 Horsemen / Famine Sage / looks like
this 
