Fluffywolf
Nips away your dignity
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I'm writing some background stories, I wrote this passage a few days ago, I'm not very happy with it and would like some opinions about it. Don't mind the lack of context (besides names, appearances and such are subject to change), all I want to know if this 'scene' appeals or not to ones imagination. I'm pretty satisfied with most of the stuff I write, but action scenes are hard to pin down for me. And this one doesn't feel right to me personally. But I'll have a biased viewpoint being the writer so I'd like others to comment on it. Better to hone my skillz before writing the big times. 
The biggest issue I'm having is wondering if I should use animal metaphors for fights. I liked Robert E. Howards style that did that with Conan and tigers. But it sort of feels like I'm ripping him off.
A ghastly apparatus appears inbetween Kiana and her assailants. Skreeking through it's chilling breath "Death, death, death...". The words, cold and trembling, sends chills up her spine. Firmly squeezing her fingers around the shaft of her spear in cold anticipation, the conveyer fades slowly and disperses into thin air. The three towering hooded figures still standing before her finally break their still stature, synchronously raising their head, revealing their unholy crimson eyes surrounded by nothing but darkness. Kiana squints, "Tsk.". In a fit of frustration she curses herself beneath her breath for ending up in this situation.
Not able to read the movements of her malevolent assailants like she would any man or beast of normal flesh, she finds herself unnaturally tense. Sharply staring at the dark trio, realizing there is but one course of action for her to take. With animalistic speed Kiana throws herself at the hooded men with the grace of a swan streaking through water. As the trio ensues toward her almost instantaniously, she grinds her teeth feverishly. All three figures move as one, drawing needle like blades engulfed in unholy smoke. Kiana sidesteps just short of crashing into the potruding tips, jumping her weight effortlessly to the side of the trio. Landing right next to the ensuers she instantly pierces her spear with one powerful thrust filled with all power she can muster through the flimsy husks of her assailants. The terrible shreaks of the dark trio engulf her own cry of battle. The husks are shriveling up, leaving nothing but a pile of ash and black rags.
Dropping to her knees, she grasps her left arm. Blood runs through her fingers. The closest assailant had changed the direction of its blade and met her arm as she charged her spear. Cursing in herself she desperately fights the unbearable pain that courses through her entire body, like poison the darkness rapidly engulfs all of her senses and within seconds she loses consciousness.
The biggest issue I'm having is wondering if I should use animal metaphors for fights. I liked Robert E. Howards style that did that with Conan and tigers. But it sort of feels like I'm ripping him off.