[Solo | Job] Wanted! Kreddy Frueger

Ivana's eyes studied the simplistic designs and patterns that decorated the lower half of the many tepees around the village. Walking through the residential area and toward the towering beanstalk that had been erected in the very center of the village provided an odd feeling for Ivana. Holding the job poster in her hands, she turned it over to reveal a small map that lead to where the village guard had believed Kreddy to be hiding, a twisting and winding tunnel system that had been dug underneath the village. 

"Strange," Ivana commented as she peeked her head into the enveloping darkness of the tunnel ahead. Few villagers stood a few steps away with a look of curiosity, wondering if Ivana would come back alive or not come back at all. "Well... wish me luck," she said with a tone filled to the brim with nervousness and hesitancy before she practically forced herself into the tunnel.

Earth worms of pink, dirt-coated flesh poked out from the soil walls and ceiling of the seemingly endless tunnel, only adding to the eerie appearance of it all. Ivana zipped her thumb across the fingertip of her middle finger to force out a snap, a flick of witcher's fire evoking above her fingertip, to light her way through the pitch black that surrounded her. Except... nothing had manifested, not an ember or a spark until she felt herself begin to melt into her own consciousness, something had inflicted this upon her, she thought before her eyelids shut and all was black.

Word Count: 256/175 words, 256/3,500 words total

OOC:
Rolling.

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'Monster Dice' :

The somewhat familiar darkness of the tunnel she had only just set foot in felt a lot more safer than what she had just experienced. Something unknown had overcome her, an eldritch force drove her into a confusing state of sleep but somehow, she felt awake, living through her own or possibly someone else's nightmare. Ivana could feel her limbs and joints with a peculiar stiffness applied to them but everything else had felt foreign. Her eyelids slowly retracted, revealing nothing but a room without any source of light but shadows were cast along the walls, including her own. 

"Where am I?" she felt her lips move and emit her words but the echoes that bounced over the shady walls were distorted and deep, the opposite to her voice. Ivana's head twisted around, to her left, and to her right. There was nothing but emptiness around her. "Kreddy?" she called out for her murderous target, the only response was an eerie laughter before a splattering noise was heard behind her. Ivana whipped around immediately, a splatter mark of crimson stained the wall behind her, blood. Her lips parted and a portrayal of raw fear surged out until the previous experience of melting into nothing manifested around her again. Oh no... what's next?

Word Count: 212/175 words, 468/3,500 words total

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'Monster Dice' :

The bloody stain upon the wall of shadow separated into droplets, each rolling down the wall at a sluggish pace. Ivana thought nothing of how the crimson drip crept down the wall until she noticed how it tore and dissolved the material that made up the wall like termites to wood. The blood's sudden property destroyed the wall before her in seconds, to reveal a stretch of forest with a straight forward pathway in the dirt. Ivana stood idle, her widened eyes examining every little detail of the trees, the bushes, and whatever else there was to weigh in the decision of, "Do I f-follow the path?"

The needle-like leaves of the trees possessed an unworldly dark blue hue, the trunk a lighter shade. The bushes all had a similar spherical shape to them with round leaves that match the color of the tree leaves but were void of any berries. The grass was hardly there and most of the ground was composed of beige dirt. The dirt pathway was a straight, wide line that appeared endless, bordered by the aforementioned fauna. After Ivana's thorough inspection, she continued her way forward with short, cautious steps. Her arms were wrapped around herself to hold herself, only to tighten like a rope when a shadowy, possibly translucent figure zipped past. 

Word Count: 218/175 words, 686/3,500 words total

Grass crunched beneath her feet, dew from the dark leaves dripped in little droplets, few onto her head and some down her neck. Her body contorted wildly as she felt the cold drip and creep down her backside, her hands hurriedly flying behind her to pat down her jacket in hopes of ridding of the sensation. However, she continued to walk through. Everything seemed as it was at the entrance, void of animal life, no critters or beasts to lurk behind her but there was something that kept her eerie company.

The ghostly figure would continue to appear at random times during her stroll through the forest. She could swear it was nothing but deep down, she knew something was close and would only continue to get closer. Sometimes, before it appeared, she could hear her own thoughts as a voice and stomping footsteps behind her but when she turned, nothing was there. Thoughts of her late friends and family rushed through her head as she continued to amble on. Is it doing this to me or is Kreddy behind this? Argh, I wish I hadn't signed up for this... A job? More like mental torment, she thought with a feeling of regret about taking this job.

Word Count: 207/175 words, 893/3,500 words total

Rustling came from the line of bushes on both sides of Ivana. It must be from Kreddy... I can't let him manipulate me like this, she decided to ignore the presence of something within the bushes. I just... need to keep walking, she continued to talk to herself in her head as if she were some kind of maniac. Keep going. The slick noise of a unknown liquid slapping against one of the trees was heard behind her and as she looked, her mind raced faster. More blood. Ignore it, keep going. Keep going. She continued down the path at a faster rate and as she did so, the rustling in the bushes grew in intensity, something had been angered by her actions.

A series of clicking noises followed the rustling, like teeth slamming against each other at a rapid speed. Click, click, click. Don't let it get to you, Ivana. CLICK. CLICK. CLICK. KEEP GOING, IVANA. It seemed her and the being that had been tracing her down through the stretch had been at war, the rising volume of the clicks against her own thoughts, like waves crashing into each other. She felt at balance between fear and safety until she felt a sudden stiffness run through her bones, causing her to come to a halt. Ivana stood forcibly still yet it seemed that all the ruckus had stopped. 

Pattering was heard and something was felt but nothing was seen. She felt an unnatural coldness brush by her, it was like a cat circling her legs but the feeling escaped and all was still once again. Frozen in the stretch of fauna she remained for a few more seconds, her time in the forest cut short by a hiss followed by the figure rushing toward her. Instinctively, her eyes shut tight as soon as the hiss rang out, bracing herself for what was to come.

Word Count: 316/175 words, 1,209/3,500 words total

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'Block Dice' :

Bracing herself seemed to be the right thing to do at that instant as the frigid, supernatural being overcame her. A surge of freezing wind blew around her, expecting something to happen, she kept still with her entire body tensed but nothing had happened. She was unsure of what had caused it to simply disappear but was hoping it was simply bored and dispelled itself in reaction. Oh well, Ivana thought as her eyes peeled open, taking in her surroundings once more. The forest was gone and she had been returned to the room where she had left to enter the forest. The crimson splatters no longer stained the walls of the room and everything was returned to how it was when she first slipped into her nightmare. 

Everything seemed dull and lifeless once more, "Hello? Anyone?" she called out, hoping Kreddy could just come out and confront her here and now. She heard no response to her calling, met with nothing but silence and stillness. "Please?" she begged once more, causing nothing but for herself to lower herself onto her behind. She sat with her fingers in her hair and her face in her lap, waiting for something... anything, to happen. 

Word Count: 202/175 words, 1,411/3,500 words total

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'Monster Dice' :

OOC:
Rolling again to spawn something else/combine that roll to get a Strong instead, I don't think it's possible to experience the Strange Apparition twice in this job but if there's an issue with it, PM me. :>

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'Monster Dice' :

The flapping of wings, the fiery heat, the flashing, green scales, and the talons. Something had answered Ivana's pleads yet it was not a pleasant visitor. By the time Ivana could realize what had appeared before her, she was on her feet and backing away. While the dragon that hovered in front of her was much smaller than usual, it was still frightening. The maw of the flying reptile opened wide, taking in a short breath before a flow of fire spewed outward, scorching the ground between the two and leaving nothing but the blackness of ash and soot over what had used to be a plain white floor. 

"That looks like it would've hurt," Ivana stated as she continued to dance away from the dragon with grace. Will my magic even do anything? Could it be resistant to fire? I'll try anyway, I doubt a whelp like it could ignore a fireball to the face. She planned out her first spell, furrowing her brows and taking a breath before crackling embers of metallic hue would begin to gather above her upward faced palm. Within the few moments it took for her to evoke the very base construction of what was to be a smoldering orb of fire, her fireball was at the ready. "I can play that same game, lizard," she said before rearing her arm back to hurl the fiery, silver orb directly toward the whelp's jowls. 

Fireball.

The fireball landed with ease, while not physically damaging the scales instantly, it did cause the dragon's flight to falter, almost dropping it from the impact of the spell. The whelp let out a screech as it took notice of the silver burn that began to develop over its polished light green scales. "Hm, seems effective enough, now for another spell," she said aloud as the embers and flickers of silver flame began to appear above her palm once again. In reaction, the dragon honed its left set of talons, its wings flapping at a much faster rate in preparation for a rush toward Ivana.

Word Count: 345/175 words, 1,756/3,500 words total

Stats
Ivana's HP: 200/200
Ivana's MP: 90%
Damage Taken: n/a
Durations: n/a
Cooldowns: Fireball - 0/1, Searing Silver - 0/1
Passives: Eyes of the Witcher, Searing Silver, Innate Purity, Flame Within
Buffs: n/a
Debuffs: Asleep

Abilities Used:

Dragon's HP: 170/200
Damage Taken: Fireball = 20, Searing Silver (5% of maximum health)= 10
Debuffs: Searing Silver - 1/4
Abilities Used: Talon Rush

The sharpness of the dragonling's claws was scarily close to that of a dagger, excluding the serrated edges and jagged spikes that protruded outward from the base of it. Ivana, while preparing to release her next spell, had been distracted from the whelp's actions. While the dragonling didn't pay attention to this, his charge was executed at a perfect time and within the moments that the whelp's claws did rend and sink into her flesh, ear-piercing screams filled the room. Her wailing echoed off the dull walls, somewhat forcing the dragonling to back away as a result of her reaction to the flesh of her right arm being torn and ripped. 

"You little shit," she growled as she pushed herself pathetically across the floor to open the distance between them. She thrust her palms outward, a crackle and a snap came from the embers swirling about in the center of her bloodied hands before a blazing gout sprung free. It zipped into the creature like a reckless insect, soaring across the short gap between the combatants to result in most likely a direct hit.

Purging Gout.

The gout of silver fury licked across the green-scaled beast's face, causing it to emit a similar noise to Ivana's, high-pitched and horrific. "I'm not done yet," Ivana rang out in an eerie, singsong voice with an expression of burning anger plastered over her features. She gazed down at her wound and then to her left hand while the whelp coughed out ash and flew around the room absentmindedly, in desperate attempts to shake the agonizing pain she had inflicted upon it. Taking in a deep breath and wiping sweat from her forehead, which was replaced by droplets of crimson instead, she began to muster the magical energy to imbue her fist with her fiery embers.

Word Count: 302/175 words, 2,058/3,500 words total

Stats
Ivana's HP: 140/200
Ivana's MP: 90%
Damage Taken: Talon Rush = 60
Durations: n/a
Cooldowns: Fireball - 1/1, Searing Silver - 1/1, Purging Gout - 0/2
Passives: Eyes of the Witcher, Searing Silver, Innate Purity
Buffs: n/a
Debuffs: Asleep

Abilities Used:

Dragon's HP: 120/200
Damage Taken: Purging Gout = 40, Searing Silver (5% of maximum health)= 10
Debuffs: Searing Silver - 2/4
Abilities Used: n/a


OOC:
Ignore any posts that mention Flame Within under the passives as I just remembered it doesn't work because she's unconscious/asleep. It hasn't been healing her (as it hasn't had to) so I just now realized and fixed it.

Ivana brought forth embers in varying sizes, like moths to a lantern, they surrounded her left hand fist. Ivana looked back up at the now hovering dragonling, realizing its attention to still be stuck on its wounds. She cracked her knuckles with her thumb, one by one, each letting out a satisfying crack before she readied her fist. The embers that clung to her fist flared in brightness to signify that she had successfully imbued her "weapon".

Enchantment of Embers.

I really need an actual weapon, this is starting to make my knuckles ache after each job, she thought after glancing down at her fiery fist. Taking in another breath and brushing the crusty, dried flakes of blood from her hands, she bent her knees to lower himself. She squatted for a short moment before leaping at a diagonal angle, her amber glare locked on the green-scaled whelp.

Witcher's Leap.

Ivana flew upward at the dragonling like a frog, a short burst of silver flame following behind her foot as she sprung. Her two hands were held outward, her fingers straightened until they curled around the flimsy, thin-boned wings of the small dragon, grabbing hold of them with a grip of iron. Ivana's weight forced the beast to fall to the ground as she tackled it out of the air and as they landed with a slight thud, she pinned it to the ground.

The dragonling let out a bellowing roar as it was forced from its flight, flicks of ash spitting out with its anger-fueled shout. However, when they landed, Ivana held it to the floor with little struggle. Squirming like a toddler beneath her weight, it took a moment before realizing what it could do. Shades of orange and red evoked themselves in the particles of fire that began to gather in its maw, readying itself to release a breath of fire into her features.

Ivana's mind raced with little comments and statements after each action she made, Oh, no you don't, she thought as she went to throw back her enchanted fist before slamming it into the winged beast's round nostrils. Ivana let out a savage grunt as she continued to slam her left hand fist into the dragonling's temple, utilizing her weight and her free hand to pin it to the dull flooring beneath them. She was practically sitting atop its underbelly as she pummeled it in rapid succession. It was clear that she could be seriously injured if she continued to play games and let it rend and cut her. It was horrific to see Ivana's knuckles continue to pound into it, even after it had gone limp, she continued for a few seconds with smears of soot stuck to her usually rosy cheeks.

Panting and sweating like a dog, her tongue flopped outward from her lips with a peculiar dryness, she sat over the dragon's corpse, slumping over from exhaustion. She held her right hand over her left shoulder, rolling her shoulders and her neck before her breath would start to slow to a normal rate. Wiping the sweat from her cheeks and forehead, lifting her bang out of her face, she continued to lay atop the whelp. Oh no, I hope I don't have to fight Kreddy right after... I need a break, she spoke to herself mentally, taking the time between this and her next encounter to rest and rejuvenate.

Word Count: 568/175 words, 2,626/3,500 words total

Stats
Ivana's HP: 140/200
Ivana's MP: 80%
Damage Taken: n/a
Durations: n/a
Cooldowns: Purging Gout - 1/2, Enchantment of Embers - 0/4, Witcher's Leap - 0/1
Passives: Eyes of the Witcher, Searing Silver, Innate Purity
Buffs: Enchantment of Embers - 1/3
Debuffs: Asleep

Abilities Used:

Dragon's HP: 0/200
Damage Taken: 7 Heavy Melee Attacks (10 + 50% + 25% from Enchantment of Embers)= 107, Light Attack (10 - 50% + 25% from Enchantment of Embers)= 5.25, Searing Silver (5% of maximum health)= 10
Debuffs: Searing Silver - 3/4
Abilities Used: Fire Breath (Cancelled)

OOC:
I'll be spawning the boss as I have completed 75% of the word count/post requirements (175 x 20 = 3,500, 75% of 3,500 = 2,625). If there are any issues with this/how I've done the job so far, PM me. ^^

Ivana was physically drained, her knuckles were coated in varying shades of purple, blue, and black and her locks of grey were drenched in sweat, almost damp. Ivana groaned, uncomfortably laid atop the corpse of the dragonling she had defeated a few minutes ago. Her eyes were half-open, looking around the plain room bored her and when she had rejuvenated a bit of energy, she stood. Her tired gaze slipped around the walls, looking for a sign of the next "visitor" to greet her. She had wrapped her right arm's wound with her fur coat, it felt like she was wearing layers of jackets upon her wounded arm, like one would during winter. 

With a grumble, she forced herself up. Her back let out a crunch as she sat up, her posture was extremely slopply and her back was hunched over. "Aaaah..." she let out in a dramatic tone, climbing to her feet with the assistance of her hands pushing her up. She continued to shift her view around the room, occasionally grumbling about how tough the whelp was and now she had to face Kreddy, if not something else.

A laughter filled the room like an intercom at a empty department store, booming with a uncomfortable tone. Shadows of a lithe, lanky male figure danced upon the walls until they vanished. One by one, the shadow clones faded into the wall until a single one was left, stepping outward from the wall with a wide, thin-lipped smile. "Hello there."

Word Count: 254/175 words, 2,880/3,500 words total

Stats
Ivana's HP: 140/200
Ivana's MP: 80%
Damage Taken: n/a
Durations: n/a
Cooldowns: Purging Gout - 2/2, Enchantment of Embers - 1/4, Witcher's Leap - 1/1
Passives: Eyes of the Witcher, Searing Silver, Innate Purity
Buffs: Enchantment of Embers - 2/3
Debuffs: Asleep

Abilities Used:

Dream Kreddy Frueger's HP: 5/5 hits
Damage Taken: n/a
Debuffs: n/a
Abilities Used: n/a

Ivana's tired demeanor was rid of quickly as Kreddy had made himself visible to her. His steel claws, his twisted, bony limbs, and even his general aura had made her rush with a newly found vitality. Her head was scrambled with jumbled thoughts as she attempted to ease herself into a more stable state of mind. Kreddy clicked his metallic claws together in a taunting manner as he began to approach Ivana with a grin that only a serial killer could maintain in a situation like this.

As her heart raced faster and faster, the larger the shadows that began to protrude from his claws grew as well as the amount of silver embers that crowded around her enchanted fist and unaffected hand. From Ivana's fiery hand, her digits twitched before a small orb of crackling flames burst forward, whizzing straight into Kreddy's dream projection chest.

Fireball.

A light grunt emitted from his chapped lips in reaction before he raised his claw-equipped index finger, wagging at her. "Are you sure you want to make it worse for yourself?" he asked her before curling his fingers into a fist, holding it tight until Ivana's expression contorted into one of pain. Particles of shadow trickled outward, seemingly causing her wound to flare up in pain. He let out another bellow of laughter as he watched her suffer, taking another step forward.

Word Count: 229/175 words, 3,109/3,500 words total

Stats
Ivana's HP: 140/200
Ivana's MP: 80% (recovered 10% this post)
Damage Taken: n/a
Durations: n/a
Cooldowns: Enchantment of Embers - 2/4, Fireball - 0/1
Passives: Eyes of the Witcher, Searing Silver, Innate Purity
Buffs: Enchantment of Embers - 3/3
Debuffs: Asleep

Abilities Used:

Dream Kreddy Frueger's HP: 4/5 hits
Damage Taken: Fireball
Debuffs: n/a
Abilities Used: n/a

OOC:
The job refers to Kreddy's health as "hits" with no rank specified, so, going off of that, I'll be assuming that it simply takes 5 attacks of any kind for his dream projection and however many hits for his real self.

Shadows loomed over Kreddy's lanky figure, enveloping him except for his eyes that pierced through the haze with burning crimson hue. Ivana took a step to her left, running her fingers gently over her wound every few seconds for any new progressions from it. Despite her constantly checking up on her injury, her focus remained upon Kreddy whose figure had begun to disintegrate into the shade that followed him. He was invisible to Ivana except for the lurking wisps of his shadow that lurked around the room, which her eyes had begun to follow. The apparition of Kreddy's shadow circled around her, the red glow of Kreddy's eyes were no longer present.

Do I do it? I think it'll make this quick. I'll destroy him and it'll be done. I can do this. She spoke to herself before her right eye shut, her left remaining open. Her nose scrunched up and the corners of her lips twitched a couple of times until her right eye opened, revealing a bright shade of blue, the result of inverting her usual eye's color.

Other Half.

A barbaric wave of strength rolled through her limbs and her joints, she no longer was bound by the human sensation of pain, she felt nothing but a lust for blood. She searched around the room for Kreddy's manifestation, stomping over toward it with echoing thuds. She paid little mind to her ability to cast spells and defeat Kreddy through that way, instead deciding to utilize her fists once more, her poor, bruised knuckles. The shadow hovered away from her as she approached until it was backed into a corner. Ivana threw her no longer fiery left fist into the horde of shadows that floated before her. A grunt was heard from it in reaction but when she had reached to throw another punch, he vanished. Her fist collided with the wall, garnering no reaction but Ivana snapping around, looking for where he might have gone.

Kreddy had returned to his usual state, found to be standing directly in front of Ivana, slightly looming over her. His claws had been glazed over in his shadows, seemingly to be dripping with the darkness applied to it, like a liquid. He lifted his index finger upward, going to stab it into Ivana's right arm wound, only to be stopped with that very arm slamming him to the ground. Ivana had carelessly thrown her forearm into his chest to force him onto his back. She pinned him there much like she had done with the dragon, except, this situation was much more threatening. She stared down at the squirming man for a brief second before she raised her right elbow into the air and bent her knees, preparing to end his projection's "life".

Witcher's Leap.

She flew into the air to her maximum leaping height, dropping very quickly to land atop the projection. Her elbow struck his rib cage first, earning a loud crunch and a snap of the fragile bones snapping beneath her momentum. If that wasn't enough to tell Ivana the dream iteration of Kreddy had been defeated, she kept pummeling and elbowing the idle body until it melted into shadows. Ivana plopped onto the ground when Kreddy's dream self faded away and she felt something unbind her from her dream, a similar power that had pushed her into unconsciousness to begin with. Her eyes shut.

Word Count: 567/175 words, 3,676/3,500 words total

Stats
Ivana's HP: 140/200 + 200/200 after her true HP has been depleted
Ivana's MP: 80%
Damage Taken: n/a
Durations: n/a
Cooldowns: Enchantment of Embers - 3/4, Fireball - 1/1, Other Half - 0/10, Witcher's Leap - 0/1
Passives: Eyes of the Witcher, Searing Silver, Innate Purity
Buffs: Other Half - 1/6
Debuffs: Asleep - dispelled

Abilities Used:

Dream Kreddy Frueger's HP: 0/5 hits
Damage Taken: Melee Attacks
Debuffs: n/a
Abilities Used: n/a

Ivana awoke with her eyes sluggishly opening, she bore no facial expression to reveal how she felt to have been returned to consciousness, in the tunnel she had started her hunt in. The tunnel system looked the same, dirty and filled with worms, except, there were no various routes around her. She pulled herself up to her feet, nothing but a one way tunnel before her and behind her. Both ways gradually grew dark as they went on but sparks of light jittered majestically deep in the way she had awoken to stare into.

Following her primal instinct, she began her stroll into the way she was pointed toward. While walking and as the lights grew into a larger conformation to illuminate the room at the end, a warm surge flowed over her body like an ocean wave. Her wound inflicted by the baby dragon and worsened by Kreddy's somnial materialization began to heal at a slow yet acceptable pace. The lit up room ahead was revealed to be empty aside from piles of villager's bodies stacked high in each corner that had been exposed to her two-tone vision when she had entered.

She saw no movement upon first glance until the horde of corpses to her left started to tremble, few severed limbs rolling from the stack and to her feet. "Sorry about that, I forgot something down here," Kreddy's heap made its way out from the pile, a small sack of Jewel in his left hand, he held it up to show it to Ivana. "I forgot something on this 'un," he lifted the arm of the body, shaking it with his free hand. "Anyway, I suppose it's time I add you to one of my collections, yes?"

His question garnered no response but an angered grunt from the enraged woman before him, who had raised her hand, curling her delicately taken care of fingers inward to form a fist. She put her feet into positioning and twisted her torso slightly to ease herself into a fighting stance. Kreddy scuttled down from the hill of bodies he had amassed, inching closer and closer until the moment they had both engaged themselves into a second flurry of punches and slashes.

Word Count: 371/175 words, 4,047/3,500 words total

Stats
Ivana's HP: 150/200 + 200/200 after her true HP has been depleted, healed 5% from Flame Within
Ivana's MP: 80%
Damage Taken: n/a
Durations: n/a
Cooldowns: Enchantment of Embers - 4/4, Other Half - 1/10, Witcher's Leap - 1/1
Passives: Eyes of the Witcher, Searing Silver, Innate Purity, Flame Within
Buffs: Other Half - 2/6
Debuffs: n/a

Abilities Used:

Kreddy Frueger's HP: 15/15 hits
Damage Taken: n/a
Debuffs: n/a
Abilities Used: n/a

The two stood a short distance, staring eye to eye before Kreddy bound forward, pushing off of his heel. Ivana didn't react immediately to Kreddy's dashing maneuver but instead held out her palm, facing it toward Kreddy until a burst of argent flame evoked before her palm, hovering directly in front of her outstretched hand.

Witcher's Binding.

As Kreddy had been mid-dash, he flew directly into the waiting orb of fire, allowing for it to phase through him with ease. As his face was coated in black and charred, his eyes went blank. His mindless expression told Ivana that she had successfully stunned him. She peeked her head around the almost falling Kreddy to see that the orb had collided with the stack of decaying bodies behind him. She hastily reverted her attention to Kreddy, going to reach up and grip him by the neck. Despite being quite a bit shorter, she tightened her hold around his neck and bashed him into the wall, his limbs limply slamming into the dirt wall moments after his head had. Specks of dirt fell into his hair and onto the floor with each slam into it. Blood seeped out from his mouth and nose, the flow gushing more intensely with each hit.

As she went in for a fourth, she felt a light squirming between her fingers, like a worm. As she crushed him into the dirt for a fourth time, she saw his eyelids peel back and consciousness begin to return. She tightened her grip, bringing him close to her anger-flushed face. She took a brief second before finalizing her decision of what to do before he came to.

Word Count: 277/175 words, 4,324/3,500 words total

Stats
Ivana's HP: 160/200 + 200/200 after her true HP has been depleted, healed 5% from Flame Within
Ivana's MP: 80%
Damage Taken: n/a
Durations: n/a
Cooldowns: Other Half - 2/10, Witcher's Binding - 0/3
Passives: Eyes of the Witcher, Searing Silver, Innate Purity, Flame Within
Buffs: Other Half - 3/6
Debuffs: n/a

Abilities Used:

Kreddy Frueger's HP: 10/15 hits
Damage Taken: Witcher's Binding, Melee Attacks
Debuffs: Witcher's Binding - 0/1
Abilities Used: n/a