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Watching her enhanced rockets impact, explode amidst the Grim, and expell debris outward Death took a second to admire her handiwork. 'Would be proud?' she wondered. An unholy screech placed a halt to her musings. Turning around to face the incoming Nevermore, Death launched more rockets. Each one moving her higher in the air, and closer to a broken limb or an unfortunate dirt nap. Snagging the Grim around the neck with her scythe, something she frequently practiced, Death depressed the trigger one more time. Using the force to brutally separate the Grim's head from it's body. "Done." she murmured softly.

Free falling for several seconds, charging up whatever aura she could muster, she burst into her rose petal stream and flowed towards her companions. Ignoring the carnage, disintegrating Grim and flaming debris, she memorized the fleet of wholeness that filled her. Right up till she unceremoniously crashed just short of Violet's vine barrier. Rolling and grunting as more pain dog piled atop those accrued during the fight, Death's weapon returned to it's travel size. Once she stopped, Death closed her gunmetal eyes and mumbled, "Sent you more company sis."