The explosion of movement came from the east instead of the north, catching her off guard for just a second before she pulled herself together and pivoted to her left in time to avoid a slice of a bowed knife blade identical to hers. A foggy specter skated past her, solidifying briefly before its insubstantial form broke away into frail tendrils of smoke that disappeared within the next instance.
Wielding the twin daggers like miniature swords, she dashed to the side and stepped back away from the trunk of the tree she’d hidden behind. Getting cornered would hinder her counterassault, and she smelled a trap as surely as she detected the second entity sneaking up on her from the field now positioned to her rear.
A two for one special. Wonderful.
All angles open, she flicked her gaze left and right, looking for precipitous activities of any kind. A glimmer of metal as it caught the light of the moon above was all the warning she got before the first Bedevil shot forward, blades blazing. She pivoted and parried, raising her left arm up to sink her own weapon into the entity’s side all in one quick blur of motion.
The misty specter took the form of its latest victim, that of a girl no more than fourteen or fifteen, and shrieked. Its green eyes stared accusingly at her, as if blaming her for what the creature had done.