Pigeon blue eyes, slightly narrowed from pain, darted between the vantablack creature and Kefa's prone form. The intelligence was evident in how it maneuvered… trying to separate her from her fallen comrade with every step and forced parry. Sensory flames flickered as it assessed her reactions.
Sized closer to her fist than the points on the smaller creatures. Also unlike its lesser kin, it showed no mindless aggression with each move. Only calculated attacks that made the fight more like dueling another cultivator than anything else.
Her Cynosure Physique remained muted even as she tried to rally her physical energy toward her skin like before - suggesting the leader-class had more control over its response to the taunt than the lesser Voidlings. Making it lose its 'cool' may have been a simpler way to draw it into a more direct fight. Already, the bit of damage she'd accomplished was closing and 'healing'.
The tip of the severed limb forming a new talon.
