[1 v 1] Spider and the Fly (Isra/Lizzy)

[Dragain]

She didn't want to do this. Not when there were more pressing issues at hand... Like helping Jericho with his insanity infection. Like helping him, Junko, Amrita, everyone who had been more than just 'affected' by Riley's death, through their grieving period. She was grieving too, and it seemed so stupid to have to do this to someone she once considered a friend... And she had a feeling that Riley would be disappointed too. In her, maybe. In him, maybe.

Anyway, the pendent was already dead. It should be as dead as her red one - the one picked up by Shehk and returned later - is.

Sighing, she pushed open the doors to the gym and walked up to where Israfel was; like him, she was dressed rather casually, mostly because she needed to meet up with someone after this. She didn't want to fight, but he didn't want to give in. He had said 'no' so many times that even Xiu and Junko decided that he was a liability to Seeds... Jericho had labeled him a traitor, and they had decided, as leaders, that he was right.

"I'm guessing your answer is still no?" She asked, sighing a little, "Why do you want to keep that? Tell me your reason for it, and I'll tell you my reason for needing it back."  

[Dragain]

"I want the pendent back of safe-keeping," She replied, "I cannot risk the Bogeymen finding it. As for killing... I had recently came to terms with the fact that if we hadn't killed him, he would have come back to kill us, or be there to hurt our friends during the most recent field trip." Don't think about Riley, don't think about Riley...

"What is the law? The law is made up by people who had not seen their friends and boilfriend being netted and spat on, their hair pulled to move them, their bodies locked in glowing blue cages to await the fate of being turned into a weapon to be used on the people who were previously their friends and family. It was made by people who had not seen their friend return from a school field trip - a field trip that was supposed to be safe - as a stone statue," Spider legs had grew from her back by now, and she was tearing up; what was Seeds for? Arel's words echoed in her mind, and she wondered how many people were counting on her to keep them safe, "There is no good reason for murder. Taking someone's right to live away is wrong, be it human or halloween... But I'm not here to debate that. I'm here for the pendent, and you're here to stop me."  

[Dragain]

"I stand by my beliefs, and the beliefs that Seeds was founded on," She inhaled deeply, trying to calm down; Israfel was no longer a friend. Junko and Xiu had been notified; if she didn't text them about him returning the pendent, he would be removed from the database... But it was still difficult to lay a hand on him. They should be united, fighting against the hunters that threatened them... Yet here she was, fighting her own.

Perhaps that was why her attempt to punch him had failed. Perhaps she wanted to see if Israfel would rather hurt her than a hunter... Perhaps she wanted to see if Jericho was right.

HP: 50/50
Damage: 0  

[Dragain]

"Mac did say I'm a sentimental sort," She sighed, recoiling at the attacking before making a swipe at Israfel with her nails, although she ended up with nothing but air as she gritted her teeth.

HP: 45/50
Damage: 0  

[Dragain]

"My Mac has that covered," She smiled a little, pressing her fingers together before pulling them apart to reveal thin, wire-like spider thread. Pulling the thread taut, she moved back and flung them upwards in one swift motion before pulling downwards, trying to catch Israfel's wings or even talons. Trying to pull him down, closer to her. Trying to cut into his skin...

Using a method similar to Stacey's when he ripped out Hel's wings. She had learned a little something from that fight after all.

HP: 35/50
Damage: 6  

[Dragain]

The moment she saw talons coming for her eyes, she had closed them on pure instinct, and raised her arms to shield her face. However, she soon felt something sharp dig into her flesh, barely missing her eye directly, the only thing keeping her from feeling the pain was probably her Fear shield... Her vision was hazy though. Everything was tinted a little red. There was something wet dripping down one side of her face, but it wasn't tears...

The amount of pain Shun must had experienced when that hunter stabbed his eye out... And judging from Israfel's blind struggle when she aimed for his wings, the sort of mental trauma and physical pain Hel must had gone through, seeing her wings torn out of her back and bloodied on the ground... She didn't even have a chance to fight back like Israfel did now.

She had longed let Israfel go, the threads she had been holding dissipating as she placed a hand over the injured side of her face, willing her fear to thread the two side of the wound together before pulling them together to form a temporary stitch. It helped... At least, she felt a little better now, as she wiped the blood from her face.

She would have to gruegle 'how to remove blood stains from clothing' later on.

HP: 42/50
Damage: N/A

Healed: 18, Chill y2  

[Dragain]

"Isn't it?" She answered softly, her voice shaking a little as she remembered the pool of blood and feathers, the sound of bones being snapped, "How Hel must had felt back then... How she must feel right now... To never be able to fly again, even though her wings were once her pride..." She had been a terrible, cowardly friend. She needed to - have to - make it up to her.

Recoiling from the attack, she used her threads again, and this time, aimed to cut his talons and arms instead.

HP: 38/50
Damage: 4