[Those red eyes that were once human glow when they fix on Nier and his sword, and she swipes at him with a loose arm, swinging it like a bag of sand around to try hitting it out of his hands, and Tifa stands over the monster, her eyes glistening with tears as she stares down at the woman she thought was her mother. The thing that posed as the one person she had been searching for... And somehow, she was able to trick her into believing it.
What a naïve girl.]
We need to run.
[They shouldn't stay back and fight this thing if they can help it, as the creature's claws burn holes into the walls to keep herself up, as if they're made of acid.
But whether Nier strikes at her or not, Tifa lands a second blow of her own, snapping one of the brittle legs beneath her foot.]
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What a naïve girl.]
We need to run.
[They shouldn't stay back and fight this thing if they can help it, as the creature's claws burn holes into the walls to keep herself up, as if they're made of acid.
But whether Nier strikes at her or not, Tifa lands a second blow of her own, snapping one of the brittle legs beneath her foot.]