[Lenalee puts herself airborne, not too high, this is no open sky, they're well above that, and wishes she didn't have to look it up close but cannot risk a tornado in these close quarters.
Undercutting how it swipes at her, sickly gleaming claws, but it opts for the one who can't fly, drops to the floor and rushes Spike instead, as she twists 'round after it.]
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Undercutting how it swipes at her, sickly gleaming claws, but it opts for the one who can't fly, drops to the floor and rushes Spike instead, as she twists 'round after it.]