"Stabbed in the back? Kyran, wait!" Yona tried, lifting up a hand to grab him. But he had already gone. They needed more information on why the spiders were behaving this way and 'taking out' the leader and the advocate group standing shoulder to shoulder in front of the tree seemed like a poor way to start the conversation. Two arrows speared through the air and split open two of the large nests, spilling out angry oni spiders upon the followers. Yona set her jaw and Ketsueki clenched his fists inside of her mind, "Now can I come out? I'll take care of them for you. Let me just.... show you..." Yona felt the demon pressing against the edges of her mind trying to take control. Her eyes flashed blue and then she drew out her blade of thorns from the trunk of the tree where her hand was still resting. "No, Ketsueki. No, this is my fight." She was honestly more afraid that if she let the demon out he might go after Kyran. That was the last thing she wanted right now.
Sensing her attachment, her fears, her hesitance only fueled Ketsueki to try harder. He had promised Johann's demon lord Mars to not risk Yona's life. But this wasn't life-risking, this was a matter of hunger and bloodlust. And these people weren't innocent friendlies in Ketsueki's eyes either. With blue flame hues, Yona gazed around, noting the details and then dashing forward. Whether or not she agreed this was the way to handle the situation, Kyran was counting on her and she wouldn't leave him to fight alone. She raced forward towards the swarms still draining from the large nests and attacking the people below. One of the followers fell over, unconscious or dead, something Yona could not tell. She released a great amount of hormones, trying to calm the emotions of the angered spiders, to which the followers used as an advantage moment, striking at the spiders with their heels and their clubs. The oni spiders were fleeing and dying still when Yona leaped forth and slashed her scimitar-like blade across the legs of one of the followers, a black haired man, severing tendons in both knees and causing the middle-aged man to fall down. He shouted in pain, "No! No!" Yona scoffed, "So much for protecting the spiders huh?"
To the other follower crawling away, Yona placed a well aimed kick for the back of his head. She had hoped it would knock him to the ground, dazed. Instead, the younger male collapsed, knocked out. Yona growled under her breath, "Trying to tone down the violence here isn't working as well as I had hoped." She glanced up and watched Kyran. Unfortunately, all she saw was mirrors and bits of webbing all around, coating the ground and splurting in between cracks under the mirrors. It was a serious mess in there, but Yona had to be able to handle her own side first. With his legs bleeding, Yona hadn't expected much more of a fight from the follower behind her, just underneath the tree. The plant mage had turned to check on the condition of the male she had kicked in the head, bending over and checking for a pulse on his neck. The dark haired man from behind had slammed his shoulders hard into the tree, stirring up a small nest of Oni spiders from within. Fiercely angry and confused by the death of their kin all around, the spiders pooled out of roots in the ground and holes in the tree's trunk. The black dots moved like a minute sea towards Yona and she was horrified when she turned to face them.
They seemed unaffected by her hormone release, the state of their tiny arachnid-minds in overdrive as they drove across the ground. Yona got to her feet, unsure of what to do for a moment. She took a few steps back and let out a loud cry of agony. A hidden bear-trap on the ground had been triggered by her footstep, its teeth digging into her leg like a predatory beast. The pain, the smell of blood, and her heart racing as she considered her next options gave Ketsueki just the moment he needed. Yona's body began to transform as he took control; large black brambles grew from her neck and shoulders, her blue-flamed eyes burned hotter and brighter, her skin darkened until it was the shade of African-blackwood, and Yona's presence was a thoroughly evil one. With long clawed hands, Ketsueki cackled and slapped at the ground, crunching and squishing dozens of spiders until there were none left. Sticky with the dead creatures, Ketsueki grinned up at the only conscious follower left. "Well, little man. I'm not quite sated yet. I suppose you will have to do."
With two powerful pulls, Ketsueki opened the bear trap and walked towards the dark haired man. The environmentalist quivered and said, "Now wait, I didn't sign up for this. I was just protecting- I mean the spiders are rare- they are finally reproducing and- please no, please," He begged incoherently as Ketsueki stepped forward, disiniterested by the man's pleas. Ketsueki's ankle still dripped blood from the trap but it didn't look like the demon was at all concerned with the condition of Yona's form. He was far more interested in the man on the ground. He drew back one clawed hand and slashed downward, cutting the man's neck and chest into ribbons. Yona howled from inside of her own mind, trying to take control back from Ketsueki. "Stop! Stop! Enough!" The green haired female was not yet strong enough to hold the demon back and having starved him from blood for the past week and a half, he paid no mind to her grasps for control. Ketsueki chuckled at her demands, speaking verbally even if they shared her mind and he didn't need to. "Oh come now, I was merciful. With my power renewed, you might as well get used to being in the back seat for a while. I have great plans, little girl." He ducked down into a crouch, unhinged his jaw, and sank his fanged mouth into the bloodied corpse, beginning to drink.
WC: 2496+1042= 3538
Weak: Small Oni Spider Swarm 5/5
Normal: Large Swarm 3/3
Strong: Environmental Advocates 3/3
Strong: Advocate Leader 0/1