:Lemac watched in horor as the beasts grew when struck with fire. In disgust she sheathed her Masamune knowing full well that it wouldn't do any good other then cause the beasts to grow. Lemac then drew her daggerand faced the deamon that was now engaged in combat with Chisel, Elbow, and herself. She looked about deamon circling and doing what she could to stay behind hind it. Once Chisel was free, Lemac rushed the deamon and jumped. At the peak of her jump she reached out with free and tried to grasp something, her fingernails dug into the deamon back. In a flash of movement she thrust blade of her dagger laced with a neuro-toxion into back of deamon. She held on to the deamon with all her might, she could feal the flesh riping away from the deamons' body. She strugled, and hoped that her daggers suprize would would as she fell to the ground. She looked up, a hand full of flesh in her hand, and a deamon spining about. Lemac rolled about doing what she could to remain between the deamon feet. After a few moments she lept to her feet and darted away from the deamon. She looked again to the hand full of flesh and threw it at the deamon. She then again did what she could to avoid the slashing strikes only narrowly missing a few. Lemac drew her Chakram and hurled it at the deamon. Her aim was the deamons hands, she hoped to hit the wrist or a good part of the hand in hopes of the deamon droping it's sword. Her throw hit, but only a pair of finger fell from the deamons hand. Lemac rose glowed and the Chakram flew back to Lemac's hand.:


House Samporna
Titan
"Base not your joy upon the deeds of others,
for what is given can be taken away"
-Peter Steel