[Scathach had covered her bright red hair with a black bandana, and had, against her will, left her signature short swords in the City. But with a dagger, a bow, and her nunchaku, she was more than prepared to tear this place apart. Doing her best not to laugh (Jack had asked her not to, after all), she rips into the mass of foes, punching, kicking, stabbing a little bit. She couldn't help the grin on her face though, as much as she tried to keep her vampire teeth hidden.]
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