Lacrimosa wrote:
I laughed, though it was short-lived as a needle-like projectile grazed my arm, bringing with it un-proportional pain, siring through the muscles and slowly spread up and down my arms. My senses were clouded because of the overwhelming pain, practically immobilizing me. My mind, however, was merely enhanced by the adrenaline. "Don't let the needles touch you. Their poisoned." I spoke as calmly as I could, though my voice wavered. I could see the veins in my arms turning a dark purple. Should it reach my brain, I'm a goner... "Scarlet, I need you to run. I'll hold them off." I said firmly, preparing for any protest she may bring. I stopped running and turned to face my enemy, creating a sacred circle as their presence became more obvious.