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Not looking back, she found the first group of monsters to fight.

"Telekhines..." She murmured as her mind devised a small battle plan. Swiftly, she charged towards the seal/dog/human hybrids. At the very last second, she pounced like the cat she is.

Pinning down a telekhine, she slashed its body with her sharp 4 inch incisors. The other telekhines wielded their amazingly crafted weapons and attempted to pierce the monster cat girl. No avail. Milo side-stepped as a telekhine brought a sword upon her, slashing and stabbing the monster. Another one came at her with ferocious rage and a spear. Just as it was to pierce her throat, her long serpentine tail caught it. She willed all her might, and pushed the spear back with her tail.

The spear jutted back, the long wooden handle slick with blood, going throught the stomach of the monster, like a deadly shish kabob. Another wave of telekhines attacke her from one side, so she smacked them with the flat of her spike, sprawling them amongst the ground. Then she tackled them and ripped them up with her feline retractable claws.

Dark blood was smeared all over her arms and legs. She was breathing hard, and sweat dripped down her forehead as a small, stiff, iron arrow pierced into her arm. Her eyes widened. "Stymphalian feathers?" She turned just in time as a whole fleet of iron feathers shot down the field. Pulling out the feather, she whirled around the field, slashing any Stymphalian bird close enough to hit, which was barely any.