detects asura

He jerked. His flesh went limp. The words came from a slack, unmoving mouth, his voice different when it was just the asura and not the human vocal cords: “Fine. You want me out? Fine. But, monster—”
Ryn felt pleased he’d figured it out. Demonstration successful.
“—whoever you are, wherever you’re from, I will punish you. You wait. You won’t see us coming.” A thin vapor dissipated from the host’s lips into the air.
Ryn retracted her cloak and her skin buzzed. She could sense the asura in the room. She could not see an asura without consuming psilocybin mushrooms, but she detected his presence. Car lights flicked on and off, signs of his power.
“You’ve earned enemies tonight, demon whore. Powerful enemies. I had plans for that mortal and… Oh. I see your face now! I saw you in the food court. You dined with my kitty. Oh, yes. I know how to hurt you now.”
“And I, you.” Ryn swept her claws through space. She slashed marks across a concrete pillar, then a second blow that left similar grooves in the front grille of someone’s truck. Splat shrieked. She’d struck off a piece of him.
“Get away from me! What are you! You can’t—”
“I did.” She slashed the air twice more. She had only wounded him.
Splat’s howl faded. He had fled.


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