Cackling laugher cut through the air as Lilith bounded forth on all four. There was so much adrenalin in her system she felt she was dreaming, with a distinct disconnection between what she felt and what she saw and did. The stars burned brighter than they should, and the color of blood had an unseen intensity to it, glittering in the moonlight as her claws cast showers of it into the air. In truth, her rampage was far less deadly than it seemed, but no less destructive. Most of the three-eyed warriors had the gotten the notion it was better to avoid the she-demon's highly predictable path. Those few too occupied to get out of her way rarely received more than a single hit, though with how Lilith had empowered herself it still left them groaning on the ground, heavily bleeding from potentially lethal injuries.<br/><br/>With a giggle of glee, Lilith spotted a Yahnus warrior freeing his blade from an Aviari too slow to escape. Even though he had seen her coming, by the time he had raised his weapon she had already collided with him. Her laughter echoed in it's ears as the sheer momentum knocked them both off the walkway into the empty air. It tried to shove her off while the wind howled around them in their decent, but she responded by digging her teeth into it's neck. Before she could relish the Yahnus's deadcry, both of them hit the edge of another walkway with enough force to break it's supports. Knocked away from the yahnus warrior, Lilith rolled over the tipping edge of the broken walkway until it suddenly hit the ground with a crash, launching her into burning hut.<br/><br/>Lilith let out an annoyed growl when some of the burning rubble collapsed atop of her, slowing her down from her glorious fun. She pushed at the burning beam, but it refused to budge, despite Lilith empowering herself. Had the Yahnus managed to cast some sort of spell? It didn't matter. Lilith simply crawled out from under the beam, escaping the burning hut and stumbling into the open. Blinking in confusion, it appeared to Lilith that she had run out of walkways to send Yahnus screaming off of, and instead now faced a coastline dockside, where Aviari desperately were gathering, fleeing in small canoes to a trio of larger ships further in the bay. Shrugging, Lilith stumbled over to see what the fuss was.<br/><br/>Ground. Lilith blinked. Why was she suddenly looking at the ground? Grumbling, she wiped the dirt off her face and tried to push herself back up after having mysteriously fallen over, only for her arms to fail at carrying her weight. A hiss escaped the warped elf's lips. One of the Yahnus must've gotten a spell, making things heavier for her or something. Boosting her strength, Lilith scrambled to her feet with a growl. A squad of Yahnus had arrived of the docks, but some of the Aviari guard that yet remain quickly met them in battle to buy their kin time to flee. It was almost touching to Lilith. Still, she had to kill things now. She couldn't quite remember why now, just that she had to kill the three-eyed creatures. It didn't matter, she never needed much of a reason for anything. Just because was good enough for her.<br/><br/>The fight that had ensued had been short. Or it had felt short to Lilith. Thinking was getting troublesome, as she found herself panting for breath with her head clear of thoughts before she could muster much of a reasonable chain of thoughts. Making the connection between what her eyes saw and what is was she was looking at was getting harder too, and she had found her markings dulled. Curious. Sitting with her knees spread and claws between them, she ignored the Aviari militia fleeing from her and the pile of dead she had claimed as her seat.<br/><br/>Seeing that the others had finally managed to catch up with her, Lilith broke into a broad smile and laid herself stretched out on her bodypile. They were all looking rather ragged, and Verita seemed rather distressed as she talked to the warrior. Lilith didn't bother listening to what they were saying, her seat was being strangely comfortable and she was enjoying it's bloody warmth beneath her stomach. Her grin grew wider when Verita approached, and while she couldn't make much sense of the girl's words in her current state, she got their rough meaning. Rolling on her back, Lilith stroke Verita's cheek gently when the girl had finished talking, leaving a grimy trail of blood on the young druid's features.<i>"Shhhh... Vas il nalla, vanim. You are safe in the embrace of Lilith, for death even fears her."</i>The ashen elf tried to punctuate her words with an unbidden kiss on the girl's lips, but she really didn't have the strength or energy left to force Verita into anything the girl didn't want.<br/><br/>Her hand trailed away from Verita cheek as Lilith's focus faded, the warp elf half-smirking while she looked up into the sky at the stars, still laying on her back on a bleeding pile of torsos and limbs like they were cushions. Her unfocused manner continued until Darion walked into view, which prompted Lilith's grin to broaden again. She purred at his brazen words, clearly amused.<i>"I don't owe anything to anyone, warrior, but I know you are a worrier. Promise me then, that next we meet is me that you please, not a half-bred bird that lives amongst the trees."</i>If Darion had anything else to say to the warped elf, she wasn't listening, humming quietly to herself until the call to leave came from Verita. Slipping off her comfortable pile, Lilith stumbled after the young druid. Softly purring while walking in her wake.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>