[ Looking over his shoulder as he turns back to face the beast, Killua flashes her a brief smirk. ]
I'll be fine.
[ He promises, though it's difficult to tell if it's overconfident posturing because he has an audience now or not. Maybe the real answer is somewhere in between.
With a faint, unpleasant cracking noise of bones and tendons shifting around, Killua's hands... change, the nails growing long and impossibly sharp. It's not magic or Monster powers; it's an old family trick. And while he's still learning how to be a Witch and doesn't trust his grasp on the spellwork or his ability to do it quickly enough right now, this he knows as naturally as breathing.
And it shows. As the beast approaches with sword held high, Killua crouches low, giving himself extra momentum when he springs forward. Once more, he slides right underneath the arc of the blade with centimetres to spare, ducking low to get at its underside. His claws rake across the creature's equine chest and across one powerful upper leg, reaching into the exposed muscle and tearing out sinew all in one almost too fast to follow, unsettlingly fluid motion.
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I'll be fine.
[ He promises, though it's difficult to tell if it's overconfident posturing because he has an audience now or not. Maybe the real answer is somewhere in between.
With a faint, unpleasant cracking noise of bones and tendons shifting around, Killua's hands... change, the nails growing long and impossibly sharp. It's not magic or Monster powers; it's an old family trick. And while he's still learning how to be a Witch and doesn't trust his grasp on the spellwork or his ability to do it quickly enough right now, this he knows as naturally as breathing.
And it shows. As the beast approaches with sword held high, Killua crouches low, giving himself extra momentum when he springs forward. Once more, he slides right underneath the arc of the blade with centimetres to spare, ducking low to get at its underside. His claws rake across the creature's equine chest and across one powerful upper leg, reaching into the exposed muscle and tearing out sinew all in one almost too fast to follow, unsettlingly fluid motion.
It's gross. ]