Re: Marzanna/Chernobog - 10 pm, the poor doors/pool area
The encouragement stilled her resolve; Marzanna redoubled her efforts, her own jaw clasped so tightly it felt as though it might become unhinged. Ice threaded through the skeleton's teeth, its jaw, and up into the cheekbones. Then, with a mighty thrust, she shattered the first few incisors that threatened her. Bone shards covered in ice few everywhere, raining over the ground below.
The gashadokuro was startled, and abruptly dropped its would-be meal. Marzanna fell to the ground in a heap; at least her dress was simple, and she kicked off Alex's much-beloved Choos in favor of bare feet.
"Chernobog?" She called out, looking for him. The gashadokuro was too busy examining its injury, but she knew it would not be long before anger replaced confusion and it came looking for her again.