As the beast outstretched its limb towards her, as if to grab her the way that Walter the krakken once had, the golden girl put on a burst of speed, darting only mostly out of its reach. Her silky tail was caught, dragging her off he flight path, and in a downward spiral towards the creatures mouth. Like what you would think Tinker bell would look like, if shook, bits of stardust and glimmer fell away from her form, glistening and gently billowing down, as the lithe spy tried to right herself. With a forced laugh, the beauty let her mind fall inward to the magic ball of pink residing in her breast, and the power it held. With the price of her magic paid directly to the moon-bitch, who's astral face glittered down from the stars, Phae at least dared to hope, that perhaps the Goddess was on their side. Magic spilled from her, like a bursted balloon of sparkles, shimmering down in a cascade of reflective light, falling nearly on top of the creature. Taking the opportunity, Phae beat her wings enough to raise her to a height that was out of its reach.
Vaguely, Phae could hear the commanding tones of Kri ringing true through the air, telling them to attack its limbs. Knowing her limits, the sooty spy decided to remain with her original tactic of distracting the creature; a job she was ideally suited for, especially if the creature was male. Although she was unsure what effect her siren-magic would have upon it, she at least hoped it would be stunned in some sense, or maybe completely distracted, long enough for Kri's orders to be carried out. Whistling loudly, the pegasus once more danced before its eyes, as if prancing on the breeze; careful to keep her lithe limbs at the ready, to evade any attacks that came her way.
[As the creature grabs her tail and pulls her down, she releases her siren-magic in a flurry of shimmer/sparkles upon the creature. She remains before its face, darting around trying to hold its attention]
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[O] [Endless Night] The tides are turning vile
HP: 45.5
