[Staff met arm, and Sheba jumped back at the end of the strike, aiming to keep herself out of the monster's range if she could manage it. That could have been worse. It could have been better, but it could have been worse, too.
The hands' contortions made her wince, just a bit, but she didn't have the time to get distracted.
What was that--]
Something about the ... organ? [Sheba wasn't sure whether what she was hearing was from his mind or from his mouth - an occupational hazard of being a mind-reader. Her gaze slipped away from the monster and to the organ, but then quickly snapped back to the monster, and she shifted herself into a defensive stance. Just in case.]
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The hands' contortions made her wince, just a bit, but she didn't have the time to get distracted.
What was that--]
Something about the ... organ? [Sheba wasn't sure whether what she was hearing was from his mind or from his mouth - an occupational hazard of being a mind-reader. Her gaze slipped away from the monster and to the organ, but then quickly snapped back to the monster, and she shifted herself into a defensive stance. Just in case.]