[ At the back of the head of whatever controls Hermione's gut instincts right now lies a repulsion of the beasts (funny that she will end up helping Red rescue one, later) so the arrival is not welcomed.
She's no match for the beast, and she knows it. Her spells don't come out as fast as its claws would, nor its teeth. So with tree roots wanting her, her prey in white escaping her and a new assailant prowling in, Hermione makes the choice that
He
Does
Not
Matter.
She looks towards Lan Wangji, beast in sight and sword in hand, and bares her teeth at him for a feral smile. ]
If you insist.
[ And with a twirl of her wand, a slash down, she disapparates in a swirl of shadows coloursmoke.
She will emerge elsewhere, and seek another intruder - or appear too far from the Huntress and be free. ]
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She's no match for the beast, and she knows it. Her spells don't come out as fast as its claws would, nor its teeth. So with tree roots wanting her, her prey in white escaping her and a new assailant prowling in, Hermione makes the choice that
He
Does
Not
Matter.
She looks towards Lan Wangji, beast in sight and sword in hand, and bares her teeth at him for a feral smile. ]
If you insist.
[ And with a twirl of her wand, a slash down, she disapparates in a swirl of shadows coloursmoke.
She will emerge elsewhere, and seek another intruder - or appear too far from the Huntress and be free. ]