For the most part, the two fight back to back, moving quickly and cutting their own niche in the alien masses, dodging explosives or hurling enemies into them. Nepeta's leaping and slashing, fangs bared in a fighting snarl; Kanaya, for her part, is snarling right alongside Nepeta, all form of propriety thrown out the window in the heat of battle.

(In Nepeta's head, there's an image of Karkat fighting beside them, scythes whirling.)

There's starting to be too many of them. Nepeta exchanges a quick glance with Kanaya: fraymotifs?

Kanaya gives a quick, confirming nod, and hefts her chainsaw in anticipation.


>Rogue and Sylph: Kick ass.