summertime voodoo

Working in tandem, each wolf was doing their part to wear the gorilla down. It wad a formidable foe, a massive beast packed with muscular firepower. It could crush their skulls clean in with a few slams of its fists. But Nimue was out of that line of fire, for now. Having grabbed onto its bicep, holding on for dear life, being flung around just like she was with the elephant. But with Cadaver holding it back, Estie grabbing it by the throat and Riot jumping in and out to steal bites, it was starting to fumble. Its movements slowed, blood splattering onto the woodland floor, tainting the earth in its life source. Soon, it would fall to its knees.

"Nimue Vasanti"