Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200103013728/@comment-5583506-20200105230219

Though Dancer's victory was small, it was still a victory. Two soldiers lost their helmets, and thus their only protection from the sun. Their exposed faces revealed them for what they truly were; gaunt, almost skeletal faces with red glowing eyes staring out from blackened, hollow sockets. Black veins protruding from underneath their pale, brittle skin. Their sharp teeth and fangs gnashing, with froth foaming from the corners of their purple lips like rabid animals.

As soon as the sunlight hit them, they shrieked and hissed and wheezed, flailing with their arms wildly as their skin began to fall off like chunks and crack open. Only a few moments later the two soldiers' heads stood ablaze in flames, and they ran disoriented in any direction they could, desperately searching for shade and cover.

Kashya supposed that she could relate to the feeling on some level or another, but otherwise felt no empathy for these monstrous beings.