The skinny man let out a gargled scream as he was, quite literally, ripped to shreds.  His head was hanging from a strand, and a large chunk of his chest had been ripped open.  He collapsed in a pool of blood.<br/><br/>Lacey's claws struck the larger man, but they seemed to scrape across his skin like it was made of stone.  She may have scratched him, but she didn't seem to have done any real damage.<br/><br/>The man let out a whimper as he saw his comrade fall, and swung his bat at Lacey.  He connected with the arm that had just struck him, the bat knocking the arm down even as it seared with the pain only felt in the presence of silver.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Lacey: 3 Unsoakable Damage<br/>Did you spend a Rage Muse?<br/>Also, you beat your Dodge?</div></div><br/>