by Wayward Daughter Mon 10 Mar 2014 - 22:45
She kept on with her fruitless attack attempts though - they both did. Finally, Min had only one blade left to use. She handled it tightly, glancing down at it, seeing the light from the window gleaming briefly off the metal. One last attempt left. Only one try. This better work, she thought to herself. It better work, because after that she didn't know what else they could do. She took a step forwards. At the same time, the same second, she saw the Mesati lashing out at Anya, pinned beneath it, again. Min's vision seemed to accelerate, and she saw that Anya would fail this time to block it in time. It was almost as if she could see the fangs sinking into her skin before it happened. She threw herself forwards. Desperately, she just tried to get there in time, just interfere, do something, even if she didn't even know if the blade would work or fail as all others had done.