[Wow, Nuwa has been experiencing a wide gamut of new sensations since she got dragged into this murdergame. Hunger, getting gifted slippers, trials, black eyes, sickness...will death be the next thing she'll experience?
Nuwa falls to the ground, slamming down. She still is gripping the Invitation, fortunately! Standing up, a little bit shakily and having to take a second to gather her bearings, and she glares at this enemy.
Since she has been dropped so close to it, may as well take advantage of that. Nuwa doesn't fire her weapon. Instead she runs towards the machine, jumps in the air, brandishing the Invitation, the point of the blade aiming forward, ready to plunge it into the joints below the knee. She doesn't even seem to care about the eridium she's bound to come in contact with -- she's already feeling so sick, let's add more to that!]
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Nuwa falls to the ground, slamming down. She still is gripping the Invitation, fortunately! Standing up, a little bit shakily and having to take a second to gather her bearings, and she glares at this enemy.
Since she has been dropped so close to it, may as well take advantage of that. Nuwa doesn't fire her weapon. Instead she runs towards the machine, jumps in the air, brandishing the Invitation, the point of the blade aiming forward, ready to plunge it into the joints below the knee. She doesn't even seem to care about the eridium she's bound to come in contact with -- she's already feeling so sick, let's add more to that!]