Behind her, a feral youma nearly twice her size gave chase. Six legs, each coming to a sharpened point that punctured through concrete with each step. The fence was no obstacle as the insect-like creature crawled over it easily.
Still running at a breakneck speed, not as fast as an eternal senshi but definitely quicker than the star of a high school track team, Markeb hazard a glance over her right shoulder. It moved left, staying in her blind spot where it made the most bone-chilling clacking sound almost as if it were laughing.
For a beast, it had an intelligence that was befitting two Australian Shepards with the way it was herding her away from the halogen lights, away from buildings, away from any mirrors she could potentially dive through as a quick escape. It had already destroyed her energy-full wraith, but that was not enough for it, it seemed. “VAUXITE!” she screamed her brother's name, hoping any agent in the vicinity might hear her and command the youma to stop or go the hell away.
Heaven forbid, at this point she’d even take a white moon senshi, throw herself at their feet and beg them to dust the ******** that clearly wanted to make her its next meal. Anything would be better than suddenly becoming unalived.
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