[ApatheticFoxboy]

Rudy could only tilt his head to the side. Instead of answering to his question, The Duets started dancing the Caramelldansen around each other. Rudy was quite fascinated with these double women performing before him and applauded. This major distraction cost Rudy though. From his uncovered flank, the slick Assassin Shade materialized a blade from its personal darkness. When Rudy heard the faint slash of air, a alarm rang out in Rudy’s head, and he lunged away only to have his back and shoulder sliced.

The second hit came from the Gastric Terror on the ridge. A patch of nauseous, potentially acidic fluid arched from the Gastric Terror’s stomach, and splattered across the cut in Rudy’s jacket. The digestive fluid ate at the vampire’s pale skin. The aggravated flesh burned and did not mend quickly. Beaten, Rudy took Rem’s direction in all seriousness. He activated Dishearten to prevent farther attacks and ran north. His hyperactive senses probed the air for the smell of blood.

He saw the northern Gastric Terror Radian had run through. The lance lodged in it plugged up the slowly leaking blood. He licked his fangs in anticipation. The northern Marionette had turned its back on its fallen comrade. Rudy saw his opportunity and quickly ran to it, pick up the end of Radian’s lance. He wasn’t quite strong enough it lift it, so Rudy proceeded to drag it behind him, Gastric Terror in tow, back around Beladere‘s Gravity Well.

When he got back safety behind the Well, he dislodged his meal from the lance, and sunk his fangs into it. He handed Radian her lost weapon. “I got your lance back for you. You can thank me later.”