He felt a sudden swell of hope when he noticed the Valkyrie and a young Tuatha Dé Danann fighting abominations near John and Nimue. Nuada felt that too-familiar feeling of regret but fought it off and continued to fight. Scanning the battlefield Nuada saw that they were holding their own, yet whenever one creature was slain, two more were eager to fill the ranks. No matter how many they destroyed there were always more. There were mind-bending combinations of male and female organs, teeth, feathers, claws and tentacles, lots of tentacles, present in this living, breathing nightmare of a room. Many of them looked liked older versions of the freshly birthed creatures others were made from parts of multiple races of this world. The chamber continued to fill with unimaginable abominations. Nuada heard her laughter and added his own though at present the merchant still had the upper hand. This terrified the enemy and boosted the morale of her fellow travellers. Her wild laughter echoed within the halls. For her, the battle was a mixture of joy, ecstasy and death. Wielding her dual-headed staff, she brought death to abominations while feeding life to her companions. Up close she was as dangerous as any of them, she was literally scaring creatures to death. The HelBound woman had flung off her mask and was summoning the immense power of her ancestors to heighten the horror of her own visage. Some of the other companions also found themselves besting these creatures. It appeared that these creatures possessed some degree of higher cognitive function that troubled the healer greatly. After a few more fell to her tail, the horrors seemed to decide that fighting the Hamadryad from the front was the more attractive option. The tail struck like a viper, attaching itself to the horror’s face and pumping in enough venom to kill it instantly. Before the foul creature could regain its senses, the fur on her tail receded backward to reveal a sharp set of teeth. The thing, mesmerized by her tail’s motions, simply stood there cooing to itself in a direful tone. As the horror sought to strike her unprotected back, her tail rose up like a cobra, swaying back and forth in front of the horror. The first creature that thought it had lined her up for the kill learned that a Hamadryad’s tail could be quite a potent weapon. She had a rather unpleasant surprise in store for those clever enough to sneak up behind her her tail. Her staff whipped through the air as expertly as did Nuada’s sword as she clove the skulls of those creatures foolish enough to rise against her. As Nuada had suspected, the Hamadryad was more than a skilled healer, she was a veteran of many journeys to the StormLands and a victor in countless battles with abominations.
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