>>5259861"Ye fancy yerself a 'ard woman, then? I loikes 'em lean." The woman's jaw slowly extends until it portrudes to an unnatural degree. Strand by strand, her skin becomes covered with bristly hairs, and her eyes become a pair of beady orbs with a dull red glow to them. "Yer gonna make a good meal!" She exclaims, adopting a crooked hunch as she lunges at you with a speed that you conclude to be supernatural.
What will you do?
>[Agility, Attack] No time to think. I must land the first strike!>[Intelligence] One must know they enemy if they are to attain victory. I only need a moment to think.>Discretion is the better part of valor. The city is only a sprint away - I should be able to reach safety, so long as I run and do not look back!>[Write-in]You maneuvers can be found here:
https://pastebin.com/83qBqWK9 