RED
The mace clashed with an arm, and for a second one could almost make out its shape as if it was a red shimmer of energy. However, his leg was grabbed, and soon, his body was in the girl's clutches and was dragged along the floor back towards her.
Suddenly a rock hit her, breaking into dust and staggering her, but aside a bruised shoulder that bled, the damage was mostly minimal. The fat man tried to hit her, but his fist struck nothing and stopped short right behind her, as if he had just tried hitting a metal gate. There was a shimmer for a split second, he might almost make out the hands that came for him and grabbed his arm, his face, and raised him high up in the air.
The stench of blood was enough to make her want to puke, but she had gotten used to it. After all, she was just a weapon, it wasn't the first time she saw things like these. It also wasn't the first time she had failed to save someone. And yet, when she looked at the little boy looking up in blank horror while another man's body was covering him, her face started to feel wet.
Ah, right. That man just hit her, so she had to be bleeding. That was all, nothing more.
"How could you... all those people... killing them and acting like it's nothing..."
Her voice was trembling, her entire body was trembling. And yet, there was nothing but fury in her words. Without a second thought, she slammed the skinnier man on the ground with impossible strength, three arms strong enough to shatter concrete easily were now punching him into the ground over. And over. And over.