Get to the chest and arm herself!

Priya's spell paid off! The redhead moved with the grace of a cat as the fly, blinded by lust, chased after her, missing her by a mile. This would have been an exhilarating feeling, as if Priya had done this before and gotten away with much more, if the woman's heart wasn't beating so hard in her chest.

This wasn't the time to think too deeply about how Priya even knew how to cast magic to begin with, or how it flowed naturally through her. Priya slid to a stop, hastily pulling the chest lid upwards and looking at its contents. One of Priya's plans was originally to use the chest for cover and wait for the bug to fly away. That changed the moment the nefilem laid eyes on the hatchet among a bundle of feathers and goods. Priya should be frightened of herself, how she looked at the idea of killing. It was just a disgusting fly; yes she wasn't too wild about the sex but neither was it out to kill her or worse.

No. A part of Priya's nefilem nature glowered at the idea, this was a matter of regaining some of her pride. But now, Priya had a way to fight back. Determined, with a dark look in her eyes, the woman firmly grabbed the handle of the weapon and turned to face the distracted fly. "RAGH!" In an adrenaline rush of the spell, the nefilem ran towards the distracted insect and swung the sharp end of the hatchet in an uppercut into the creature.

[1- action: Open the chest and arm herself with the hatchet]

[1- action: Attack the fly with the hatchet. ]