[Had he more control - or any, really - of the shadow magic Twila should supply him with, he'd use that at this moment to keep things in the dark. To be more silent. To cut into Karla. But he doesn't. Instead, he just hefts the massive two handed axe into his hand, and grimly comes to the conclusion: Karla must be made to join them.
And-! He goes to strike. An ambush, one to give her an understanding of Twila's power, and what it's granted to him. Incoming giant axe with screaming sounds towards her back. Ideally, he'll sever a wing. Un-ideally, she'll be flat-footed.]
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And-! He goes to strike. An ambush, one to give her an understanding of Twila's power, and what it's granted to him. Incoming giant axe with screaming sounds towards her back. Ideally, he'll sever a wing. Un-ideally, she'll be flat-footed.]