Beach of Nothingness [Open/Miami]

A nice, relaxing trip to a coastal area was the kinda thing that frankly Ehefra had presumed wouldn't be something she just.... would get to enjoy much. But as it turned out, working for the Vandenreich, especially these days, still had plenty of free time. Aside from the occassional operations in America and the logistical duties Ehefra had settled into, she had more than enough time to just...enjoy these things. A far cry from her time out living in Malaysia. Why did her thoughts always go back to that place? She'd hated it. The hunger, the danger around every corner.

And even now, enjoying the warm Miami sun, Ehefra couldn't help but feel that tickling familiarity as a malevolent presence made itself known. The sudden sheer crescent of crimson. Not a lot of people knew the noise when something cleaved through a person. So much more wet, and yet crunchy. Not the 'slide two metal things together' anime shit that Hollywood really liked to sell. The sudden chaos of people running away was just the punctuation to the sudden violence that set Ehefra's heart racing. The feeling that Ehefra mistook for fear.

Amongst the crowds, she was perhaps the only one who wasn't moving, simply standing and assessing the man from afar. That had been a pretty quick slash to say the least. She wouldn't be able to just rush in, unfortunately. Rather, she focused as her attention split, pulling in reishi from her surroundings while her focus wavered ever so slightly. From Cresimir's perspective, the swimsuit-clad woman seemed...distracted as she walked towards him. She wouldn't reach him anytime soon at the pace she was going, but there would be a telltale shimmer of Reishi around her right hand, a thin sliver of what looked like some sort of halo. A finer peer would reveal that it was in fact a dense ring of code, though to be frank, to Cresimere it was possible that the detail of the object would be entirely ignored. Or the fact that the lines were growing thicker as though in the process of being written and adjusted.

"Kindof a weird place to be preaching the truth of the world. Regardless, you are provoking discourse within Vandenreich terrritory. You can surrender now, or when I've finished kicking a dune of sand up your asshole, I'm not picky." She barked out, that firm, stern, professional voice of hers slightly tinted with profanity. As well.... she technically wasn't on duty at the moment.

His words were so startling that she was ALMOST jarred out of what she was doing in the background, her brows knitting together for just a moment as she peered at the man. All she did was stand before him in his little psycho reel and he was suddenly calling her the bee's knees? This dude was even more fucked up than she was. All the same, she could FEEL the spiritual energy coursing around her. Shit.... if she was one of those quincy that specialized in Reishi Absorption she MIGHT just flat out be able to shred this little jungle of his. No doubt that'd get his jimmies ruffled. Ah well. ON the other hand, he DID seem pretty dramatic. Maybe he'd appreciate a little dramatics on her end as well.

Reaching up, she held up that code band in front of her. Promptly executing a simply script that frankly, she'd kinda been planning to use once she was done on the beach anyway. All around her, reishi swarmed around her as a thin line slowly ran down the length of her body, a bright lens flare that came with it a creeping scrawl of spiritual threads being woven over her body. A simple fabrication script, putting together something so simple honestly she probably could have done it herself even without the blueprint rather than rely on a script. "My name is none of your business. A rabid dog like you would only soil it in your mouth." Her lips curved into a menacing grin, and the lines of her face deepened and defined as she stared at Cresimir with a menace that possibly matched his own. All as slim claws of reishi formed at her fingertips. Wicked and curved as her uniform finished forming around her.
She took a step toward him, holding out that reishi-clawed hand of hers and then pointing at the ground as if he were a dog.
"If you want something to sob into the dirt, then you can just call me Daddy." She hissed at him, nothing but her own boiling desire to fight growing inside of her. Of course, from his point of view he may misjudge her that she was simply unaffected by his fancy forest.

But that wasn't true in the slightest. IT was fucking terrifying. Hollows had taught her very well not to take such a drastic change lightly. She had no idea what this forest was going to do to her. But it did drive a single instinct. Malaysia had taught her that sobbing and cowering were dead end responses to fear. And it had beaten a very specific response into every fiber of her being. One that had been so strong that even outside of her fears, it had manifested as an addiction to combat.
Brutal Violence.

Ripping. Tearing. Crushing. Grinding. Reducing the enemy in front of her to mush. Trust nothing. Spare nothing. Crush it into the dust. Rip it apart with her own claws until there was no chance it could ever endanger her again! And this forest reminded her VERY much of the valleys of that fucked up place.
"Get on your knees and I'll kill you quickly."

Her eyes slowly hardened as he started to talk again. And the sudden surge of violence within her was only stopped by the fact that she was still distracted. Still adjusting code. Somewhat stalling, technically, so that she could make this whole ordeal a lot easier for herself. Having to concentrate. No, don't focus on whats going on in the rest of the damn place. Don't think about how badly you want to pry his jaw open and rip out his throat for saying no. For making this goddamn Forest that she STILL didn't know what it did. And for the moment, she couldn't spare the mental focus to scan the damn thing.

Hold back.

Cmon Ehefra you stupid bitch, hold back.
Focus.

"Oh don't you worry. I'm going to. Just as soon as I-" There was a roaring blitz of reishi. A small rail beneath her feet which suddenly propulsed her straight past the man. Two rails to be exact. One just beneath her feet, and one along her wrist, guiding her hand midway through the sheer motion of her Hirenkyaku with the full extent of her spellcraft knowledge to rake her reishi claws through his face, his arm, and along his left side. She'd WANTED to decapitate him in one strike, but the bastard had gone and bowed his head, and so she'd had to go for a strike that struke down the entirety of his right side, with any luck shearing his arm from his body with the sudden vicious move in the middle of her own sentence. Catching him off guard was pretty much her only shot. She had to keep up the facade and that meant ACTUALLY attacking him. It wasn't a lethal move, but it was hopefully enough. She was so close. She just had to hope it landed, keep up her blut, and hope this damn forest wasn't full of poison.

"-find you." she finished in a hiss. She didn't know if this damn forest was real/. OR if the one she had even just attacked was real. He SEEMED like a man bent on feeling pain from how he spoke, but that could be a trap. She hoped he was. She loved the heat of blood on her claws.

Tch, son of a bitch. She wasn't even sure if that sight was the signature of his illusionary body dissolving into nothing, or if that HAD been his real body, turning into some black mist. A pain in her ass as her claws sheared through nothing. Her nostrils flaring as she let her gaze dart briefly around before twitching when she saw that sudden blaring multitue of gazes from the forest around her. Boy did she not enjoy that. And for just a moment she braced herself. Expecting a sudden attack. What was his deal? Maybe this fucker really was just insane. Especially with how he seemed to fixate on her own bloodlust. She wanted to kill him so very badly. ANd that urge to kill only got stronger the more that he seemed intent on terrifying her. Couldn't she just turn the whole beach into fucking flames?

Ah. Actually. Her eyes lit up and a grin spread across her face. She wondered if she COULD actually just turn this whole damn forest into flames.

Reishi screamed as it was compressed behind her, a hot crackle as she promptly applied a fabrication Script to the air behind her. Once upon a time, she relied on simple shapes for her Golems. But that was in the past. An intricate weave of reishi congealed rapidly. Weaving into a skeleton which then layered over flesh and bone. forming waht very much appeared to be .... a copy of Ehefra herself, clad in the very same uniform. She still hadn't exactly TAKEN a lot of time to get a lot of blueprints for cool-looking golems to generate with her ability. The most readibly available template was just herself. Once the golem had been created, she applied the Advanced AI script she'd just finished writing to it's frame and those eyes lit up. Thin rings forming around the golem's hands. Promptly raising them and spraying a burst of arrows into the area surrounding them. Angled to ensure that the arrows wouldn't plow into the civillians presumably still trying to flee through the jungle. And to see if she could sus out any particular ...direction the man was. To just get some sort of reaction.

"I wonder. If I'd been among the little group of beach-goers you chopped up and just went for your through when you showed up. I wonder if you would already be on the ground bleeding already. Or does turning to smoke stop your bleeding too? Wanna find out?" She called out into the forest.

Nothing. Well that was annoying. Was it TRULY her only option to just nuke the damn place? This forest was pretty huge. It was possible that so long as there was some of it left, he would be fine. She snarled ever so slightly, gritting those teeth of hers as the arrows plowed through those illussionary faces and that shrill menacing voice continued to screech at her. She and her Golem both dragged in Reishi, the air screaming in a high shrill keen as reishi was compacted into a thin blade, promptly fabricating katana from condensed reishi, she didn't even need a blueprint for something so simple. As simple as the script that she placed within the blade. Between herself and the AI she'd planted into the Golem, what would have taken her a moment was put together almost instantly. A Scan script, filling the air with a slight background hum. Just in time for Cresimir to launch his attack.

Ehefra was caught off guard by the sudden attack, but the Golem at least, wasn't. Pointing a hand in the direction of each incoming combatant with blinding speed, it fired off a trio of arrows at each of the incoming attackers, burying the arrows into his body if he didn't hold off or eat the arrows to his body. At least giving Ehefra enough of a warning to raise her blade and promptly block that incoming attack! Not having QUITE enough time to put together a counter while she was busy scripting, at best just defending. Perhaps cucking Cresimir from any more vicious Ehefra countering. But that didn't mean he was off scott free.

The Golem would whip around Ehefra with frightening speed. Forming an arrow in the air between them before executing a vicious downward SLASH with it's blade, ripping the arrow to pieces and sending a wave of shredded reishi in a line towards Cresimir with a speed and ferocity that made it abundantly clear that these golems of Ehefra's were, at least physically, far superior to her.

"Hate to burst your bubble, but fear tends to have a weakness. And that's being smart enough to pick it apart. If this little camping trip is where your fear comes from..." The lines in her face deepened as that smile grew all the more bloodthirsty. "Then I just have to figure out how to burn it down with you in it." Just keep that stupid face of yours nice and somewhat close for just a minute you piece of shit. She thought to herself. All she needed was enough time for the damn script to pick up a distinction between this fuckface and his fakes. Then she'd make good on that promise about sand and his colon.