Lola's laughter died in her throat. For a moment, she just stared at him, and something flickered across her face that might have been surprise before it twisted into something uglier.
"You just don't know when to quit, do you, brat?!" She snapped her fingers, and the three Diamond-Tier beasts regrouped around her, their eyes fixed on Raiden with renewed hunger.
"Fine. If you want to keep getting up, keep getting up. My cuties will just keep knocking you down."
The spider lunged again as Raiden met it with his scythe, but this time he didn't try to block. He dodged, barely, the creature's leg whistling past his head close enough to ruffle his hair.
The hound came from the other side, and Raiden twisted away, but he wasn't fast enough to evade its claws as they caught his arm, tearing through skin and muscle.
