Elizabeth
The creature's spit was short lived, as horrible as it was to endure. The creature's body seized and convulsed for a moment, as the squishy insides beneath its exoskeleton became violently shocked by the enchanted tanto. It hardly let out a squeal as it endured a strike that could kill the common man, as its eyes vibrated with electricity and lightning. 

For a moment, the creature was stunned, allowing Luhn the opportunity to finish the task. 

Moreover, she would feel a *Hunger* Within the tanto. It wanted to kill the creature. To collect it. To *Consume* It. 

Whatever the case, if she did not act fast enough, the creature would regain its faculties within seconds, and reengage the Dunmer.
James
Luhn pulled the tanto free of the flesh of the insect. Ichor spewed out, the pressure of its insides and the power of the enchantment causing a violent mess. The steel dagger fell to the ground, and Luhn shifted her efforts to her long sword. She shoved the tip of her sword into the beast, and pushed it with all her might through its width. Luhn held the hilt tight with both hands, and pushed herself into the insect. 

Her boots tore into the soil and she took a step forward, pressing the charus further back, and ensuring its impalement upon her blade. She felt as the tip of the weapon hit the chitin at the back of the body. Luhn switched her stance, no longer focusing on pushing but rather pulling. She kicked a leg up against the charus and ripped the sword out of it. Staggering backwards, and breathing heavily. 

Luhn readied herself again, and made a move to grab her tanto again. The blade had stabbed into the peat moss, it's hilt pointing upwards, ready to be picked up.
Elizabeth
The Reaper made a hissing sound as Luhn impaled it with her long sword, as it was pushed back and kicked away. It rolled down the muddy bank, its legs a flailing mess of limbs and its mandibles switching and writhing about its fleshy maw. Juices spewed from its ruptured carapace, before it began to rise back up, eyes locked on Luhn, and preparing itself for another charge. 

It was clearly bleeding out, as much as an insect could, as its body continued to grapple onto itself with every ounce of its being. The creature charged forward again, having not learned its lesson. An ambush predator can only be so intelligent. Alas, its acidic venom was building up in its mouth again, prepared to launch at Luhn as it charged her.
James
Luhn reached over and plucked her tanto from the ground. Her hands shook violently, body reacting from the pain and adrenaline. She took a quick breath and held her weapons in front of her. She would wait out another charge from the insect, pushing it even further would mean looking the high ground.

"Come on you bastard. Let's see how many times I need to stab you before you fall." She grumbled out. Luhn put one foot in front of the other. She dug her heels into the ground, bracing for impact.
Elizabeth
As Luhn remained stationary, and on the high ground, the insect rushed up the mound, acidic venom spewing from its mouth in her direction. The venom spewed faster than it could run, but it would continue to spit the bile until it made its way to her in a few scuttling paces.

As it neared closer to her, a lapse in its acidic spray commenced, as it sought to bite her again, seeking to rip off an arm or split the midsection again.
James
Luhn acted quickly. She rushed to meet the Charus, circling around to its side. She felt more acid burn her shins and melt through the layers of leather and cloth. But the risky move brought her towards its side. 

Luhn twisted her torso. Jamming the tanto between two plates of armor. Her sword followed suite, the thin blade catching the thin strip of skin beneath the segment her tanto was in. Luhn let the tanto go, allowing it to stick and burn into the meat and viscera. 

The smell of burned hair and meat coupled with ozone filled her nostrils. Luhn felt a trashing mandible catch the back of her shoulder. Not enough to clamp down but enough that the spines of the mandible scraped down into her skin before sliding out and setting her free.

Luhn kept moving, the sword catching on the corner where to plates met. She pushed it with all her might. Digging the business end of the blade further into the bug. Attempting to bisect its insides.
Elizabeth
With a second assault via the tanto, another wave of shocking arcana surged through the beast, its mandible being its last moved segment of its body, clamping onto Luhn, but as the shock surged throughout its body, its grip did not last long. 

With another sword shooting through the opened segment and up into its body, the creature let out a hissing whail as Luhn used her leverage to impale, and rip the creature in half. The segments came undone, the fluid gushed out, and the creature's top half lowered, until it slammed into the ground. Its lower half continued to scuttle and twist and writhe, but would eventually fall limp as well. 

The Reaper was dead.
James
Luhn shuffled back as it squirmed, thrashing in its death. She stood there, panting, breath coming out in steamy little clouds. Her sword and the arm that held it covered in gristle and insect juice. She reached her free hand up to touch her shoulder, pulling it away to find a smear of blood. It wasn't the worst, but it wasn't good either. Nothing that required a potion, but definitely would need some stitches and a poultice. 

The acid burns were a more pressing issue. Holes had been seared through her clothing, and what she could see of the damaged skin was an angry pink. The worst of the agony had come and gone, but her flesh still felt as if it were being singed with candle flame. Luhn approached the still body of the charus. She braced her foot against the top of the corpse, and wrenched free her tanto. "Well now, I owe that Telvanni mage a drink." She was relieved at how effective it's stopping power was. Without it, she likely wouldn't have survived.

Luhn slid the Tanto into its sheathe. The lighting enchantment had burned off any goo that would have been stuck to the blade. She bent down to inspect the head of the Charus. As with any large creature there would likely be some reward for killing it. Especially one so close to a settlement. She grabbed the base of the mandible. Low enough at the base, that if the beast were to somehow still have a bite reflex, her hand would be safe. She picked up the head, kept it's mouth away from her leg and turned towards Morthal. Exhausted, hungry, in various amounts of pain. But proud to have felled such a beast.
Oren
As Luhn collected the source of her would-be reward, the swamp would seem peaceful. The Chaurus Reaper had been territorial, and made the area around its lair scarce of other predators. Thus, her walk back to Morthal's interior would be relatively peaceful, and upon reaching the exterior of the city, eyes would travel toward her and watch her with slight expressions of awe. The size of the creature she had hoisted in her grasp was impressive, even to the burly Nords that shot her looks of skepticism and suspicion, before their eyes widened and nods of approval following the sight of her kill. 

Her approach to the Jarl's Longhouse would not take long, and guards were already outside with the Steward, having alerted the woman of the Dunmer's catch.