[ nooooo please, the mask was going to fall apart anyways. Meng Yao was just speeding things along, and he gets the first strike in because of that, fire erupting and catching the monster in its flames, bones of its mask reflecting the glow but in those sockets there is nothing but the deepest darkest black.
Claws lash out, scraping Clamor's barrier and slamming on the ground, and the monster raises them again— and digs its claws into the ground, holding itself within the flames and screaming all the while, a talisman bursting against its side, its limbs, its face, it crouches and holds on. ]
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Claws lash out, scraping Clamor's barrier and slamming on the ground, and the monster raises them again— and digs its claws into the ground, holding itself within the flames and screaming all the while, a talisman bursting against its side, its limbs, its face, it crouches and holds on. ]