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Willow barely had time to react. Within seconds of finishing her reply, she was met with an arrow, sharp as ever. She managed to avoid it just in time, and made her way to the nearest tree. She could hear a second arrow strike the tree on the other side. Rain had already transformed into Willow's blade, a beautiful, double sided sword. Willow ran through the options in her head. She realized that whomever this was, they were too hostile to deal with. Eliminating all peaceful routes, Willow devised her plan on the spot, seconds before initiating it. With her left hand, she let loose a burst of light with her eyes closed. Anyone in the vicinity would be blinded. Opening them, she acted immediately, coming out from behind cover to see her assailant, blinded by the light. Using it to her advantage, she bum-rushed the girl and slammed into her with a full on tackle. On the ground, the two struggled for a moment, ending with Willow on top delivering most of the punches. She started to block out the sounds, but the girl's face became bloody from Willow's metal gauntlets. Letting up for a moment, she saw the girl struggling to breath, and took the opportunity to take a breath herself. She didn't even finish the breath. Rain reached down, now in human form, and slit the girl's neck with a small knife, ending the fight abruptly. Willow forced herself to stare at the corpse for a few minutes, taking in the gravity of it.

At last: "Alright Rain, it's over." Rain nodded to her.
"We've wasted enough time, we're running now." And with that, the pair took off into the woods, leaving the fresh corpse behind. No one would ever know her name. Despite her heavy breathing, Willow managed to run quite the distance before she slowed to a walk. Satisfied with the distance she made up, she reached into her pack and withdrew a flask filled with cool water, and drank it down, splashing the last bit on her face and hair to cool down. She figured if Satosha had only been walking, or had stopped to take a break, that they would be able to catch them within a few hours. The two smiled as they enjoyed their rest; a brisk walk.


Raze awoke from her dreams, steadily turning to nightmares. She figured it must be very early in the morning now, and decided to go spend the rest of the dark hours in the bar. She was just about ready to force herself out of the bed, when she noticed she was being held down by Flare's arm, which was wrapped around her lovingly. She smiled. She gently moved it aside and stood, looking back to Flare who looked beyond cute lying there in the bed. She pulled the blanket up to cover her, when Flare's eyes shot open.

"Morning!" He greeting was well prepared, but when she realized it was still really dark, she felt off. "Er...what? Why so early?"

"Couldn't sleep. Kept thinking about her. About them."
"Want a hug?" Flare questioned. "A kiss?"
Raze shook her head, oblivious to Flare. "I'm going to get a drink."
"I'm coming!"
"Then be quiet, you'll wake the other guests."
The two got dressed casually, and made there way into the tavern, which was unsurprisingly still quite crowded. She pushed through the crowd to the bar and found an empty seat, next to someone who had just sat down.

“A glass of your finest ale and food plus lodging for the night please!” Raze looked at the patron, but could only make out her jaw and mouth. Raze nodded to the bartender, who knew what she wanted. Flare had had trouble getting to the bar, being shorter, and had just arrived, with her hair tussled. "Fuckin' assholes." She muttered as she tried haphazardly to fix her hair, then dusted off her knuckles. Upon seeing the unknown patron in the stool next to Raze, she found a new target. Immediately moving to the hooded girl's side and putting both her hands on, she shoved the girl violently, attempting to get her off the stool. "Move it creep! I'm sittin' next'a Raze!"


Bringing her horse to a slow outside the town, Ashe and the horse were startled by a dull boom from inside the town. The windows they could see shattered. In the distance, she could hear shouting, but couldn't make out the words. She raised her horse to a gallop and charged into the center of the abandoned town. Rounding a building, she saw a young man down the road with a chain in his hand, walking proudly and strongly. Her first thought was that he was a Blade Lord who had done this.

"You bastard!" She shouted at the top of her lungs as she forced herself of the horse, landing to the side with a roll. Kovac appeared as a scythe in her hand as she stood up, and she ran at him, trying to cover the distance as fast as possible. "How could you do this?" She shouted again, coming to a stop a few yards from the man.