[The group turn their heads to look at Ami as though it's a single gesture from one person; she has to fight the urge to be put off by the perfect synchronization that just feels alien.
Then the one closest to her reaches to wrap both hands around her throat. Even as Ami brings up her hands to fend the woman off, it's too late and she has to pull against the tight grip just to get enough space to breathe.
A few of the rest start towards her while the others seem to be coming straight for Laharl.]
[2/2] just as planned
Then the one closest to her reaches to wrap both hands around her throat. Even as Ami brings up her hands to fend the woman off, it's too late and she has to pull against the tight grip just to get enough space to breathe.
A few of the rest start towards her while the others seem to be coming straight for Laharl.]