Clash in the veil

Oh, hey. That worked out, didn't it? As the jaguar spun to face her, the horse took the moment to impale the thing on its fancy face spike. Of course the cat didn't die. Why would it? Nothing was ever easy and the drive to survive was strong. Not strong enough though.

The lightning struck stallion pinned the feline to the ground and Scylla wasted no time in sending her dagger straight through its throat. One nice, clean slice. She then stepped back, allowing the choking, flailing cat to expire, its blood pumping onto the earth and dribbling into some of the lower pools. The woman shot the horse a wink and motioned towards his shoulder with a pull of her skull. "Good job. Want me to fix that or are you too tough for healing?"

"Scylla"