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Mornië utúlië (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

Megohime didn’t want to get close to him to fight, but watching her shadows simply break and fall from him like water made her realize she had little choice. Using the shadows to leave Masamune’s side and appear behind Matsunaga, lashing out at him with her claws.
 
"Mego, don't!" Masamune gasped. Matsunaga tried to bring his arm back to elbow her. Kojurou moved his hand to send a gust of wind to try and keep Matsunaga away from Megohime.
 
“My shadows aren’t working on him, what else do you want me to do?” Megohime fell back, but didn’t completely retreat.
 
Megohime was faster, barely making it before Matsunaga reaches Masamune, putting herself between the two and kicking hard at Matsunaga. She used herself to shield Masamune, features becoming more sharp and her pupils thin slits, teeth almost protruding out of her mouth.
 
"M...Mego...?" Masamune sounded concerned, almost scared.
"Megohime-dono!"
"Ah...you gained more power, didn't you?" Matsunaga questioned, unimpressed.
 
Megohime only glanced back at Masamune, for a moment an apologetic look flashing across her face before she drove Matsunaga back with a hard hit from her wing.
 
Megohime was stopped in her tracks, the holy water splattering across her face and getting in her eyes. She lost the wind in her wings and crashed to the floor, tumbling to a stop at Matsunaga’s feet, holding her face and wailing in agony. She couldn’t see a thing, even when she pulled her hands away, the holy water worse than the chains.
 
"You son of a bitch!!" Masamune grabbed a sword from the wall and ran at Matsunaga, moving around Megohime and swinging the sword as hard as he could. Matsunaga deflected it with armor bracers on his wrists, magic sparking with each hit.
 
Megohime couldn’t attack, if she were to swing blindly, she might hit Masamune. Scrambling away from the noise of the fighting, she tried to force the healing process of her eyes, willing the flesh to heal faster, shaking with pain.
 
Matsunaga clenched his fist and the bracers lit up, Masamune flying backwards when he hit the armor again. Kojurou took moisture from the air and froze it, throwing ice spikes over and over at Matsunaga, only to have them melt before they reached him.
 
Megohime wiped away as much of the holy water from her face as she could, her vision slowly returning, starting out as spots of light and gradually growing brighter and fuzzier.
 
Megohime couldn’t hear Masamune anymore, already looking around with barely functioning eyes. “M-Masamune..!” She saw a dark shape on the floor behind her, crawling over in hopes it was him.
 
Megohime felt a whimper rise up in her throat, but she swallowed it back down, checking him for any more injuries before turning to see how Kojurou was handling Matsunaga.
 
Kojurou was not doing great. In fact, she turned to see the poor spirit have his magic pulled from his body from a handheld siphon in Matsunaga's palm. Kojurou's middle aged visage drastically became older, like he hit his eighties in five seconds flat.
 
Megohime’s barely reformed eyes witnessed Matsunaga killing Kojurou, and she almost froze again, but this time she forced herself to move. “Stop it!” She snapped at him, on her feet and rushing headfirst at Matsunaga once more, panic setting in easily.
 
Matsunaga looked and he dropped his hand, causing Kojurou to fall back, gasping weakly. Matsunaga had the chain in hand again, it seemed that was all he had beside the holy water he had hit her with.
 
Megohime vanished in an instant, using the shadows to her advantage to disappear through the floor, this time dropping from the ceiling and down onto Matsunaga, biting into his shoulder.
 
He hissed and grabbed her horn, trying to pull her off him and his shoulder. The chain came dangerously close to her skin, she could feel a heat from the blessed metal radiate from it the closer to her it was.
 
Megohime couldn’t help her instinctive reaction, it happening before she could even fully realize- for just a moment, her grip on his shoulder loosened.
 
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