Liars go to Hell

At her sister's outburst, Toxicity's smile sharpened. Pestilence was so desperate, so pathetic, so... utterly mortal. She called Luce and her dog-pups disgusting. Interesting. Toxicity made note of her disgust for later. She herself wasn't sure how to feel about the dog blood, but Pestilence's utter rejection of them was something that was worth remembering.

Then she launched herself at Toxicity. How barbaric. Just as a mortal would. Toxicity readied herself as well. If this was how she wanted to do things, then Toxicity was game. Her brain no longer functioned on the high level a god's was expected to, but maybe she would listen to her mortal form.

Toxicity Klein Abraxas vs Pestilence Klein Abraxas for Minor Maim (scarring of left forearm)
Round 1/2
Age: under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Intermediate Intellectual & Beginner Fighter
Specialty: N/A