Bleed For Me

With her opponent dead, Scylla turned to inspect her sisters battle. The leopard bled heavily and seemed as though it was trying to get away more than anything. With Barghest's teeth latched into the feline, Scylla moved forward, her blade quickly finding its throat and cutting right on through with little resistance. A sharp knife was a good knife.

Stepping back, Scylla dipped her serpentine blade into the nearby water then took up an oiled cloth from within her bracer to give it a nice, quick cleaning. Weapon upkeep was important. Grey and blue eyes cast towards Barghest as she dispatched her cat. "Something, something Kleins are number one, something!" She mock cheered with an amused expression on her striped features. It wasn't a lie though. Kleins were definitely superior.

"Scylla Klein"