She hadn't been expecting the human to run after her, nor to grab hold of her weapon and help her to bring down the hybrid that was hell bent on killing them both. Taken completely by surprise she couldn't do anything when Miles pulled her around and took hold of her huge weapon. Ahmeil barely comprehended what he wanted to do. Completely at his mercy, she was moved around as Miles threw his dagger into the hybrids ankle, causing him to tumble forward. In a matter of seconds, Miles had pulled Ahmeil around and dropped her sword downwards at the legs of the creature.
Figuring that was good enough now that the thing couldn't walk anymore, Miles drew away and looked at her. Ahmeil's gaze was still locked in astonishment at the creature that lay writhing on the ground, trying to get back up to continue its hunt. It would most likely bleed out in the dark alleyway.
“You have to think quick to be quick. That’ll slow it down enough for both of our getaways. I suggest you tell your leaders to prepare for war.”
Ahmeil barely registered what he was saying as she turned slowly to look at him. Her eyes were wide still with the shock of seeing the creature. It hadn't really sunk in what exactly was going on. Slowly, she sheathed her weapon and took several steps away from the hybrid thing that lay on the ground. Her eyes flicked back over to Miles as she moved away, down a darker alleyway.
"I'll bear that in mind," she muttered, "I don't suppose it'll be you whom we'll be fighting. Whoever made this... thing... I wish them a most painful death," Ahmeil cursed, her words slipping between clenched teeth. Her hardened look returned somewhat as she continued her slow retreat into the dark alleyway behind her. With a lump in her throat she narrowed her eyes at Miles.
"Don't think this makes us friends," she started, "But for now it seems we have a common enemy."
Ahmeil turned on her heel and fled down the alleyway then without waiting for a response. Her heart was pounding hard in her chest as she ran. What had she done exactly just then? Was she really intending to fight alongside a human against such things? It didn't seem there was any other choice. All that was left was to convince Val about the situation. Ahmeil hardly believed that he would be so easily swayed. In fact, she was very sure that he would be against what she had to tell him. Her lips pulled into a frown as she made it through the city and towards the gates. Her appearance shuddered slightly as she changed her form into that of a common woman she'd spotted just moments before. With that, Ahmeil passed through the gates and headed out into the wilds.
“Step aside. The wounds aren’t fatal, suggesting she wanted to torture him. Nonetheless, it was a rushed job. She was clearly running out of patience. It also seems you’ve done half of my job for me...in any case, I still need to close the remaining wounds. He’s lost great portions blood, but he should be fine. Keep treating people like this and I’ll be out of a job soon! Well done faceless.”
Touya stepped away to allow Reginald to pass him. He only glowered at the man's back as he stated that Touya had done most of the work for him. The Therian watched closely as Reginald worked around the man and began ordering the men around.
“Hold his wounds closed and get a gurney! We’ll move him to an operating room and advance from there. Thankfully we’re already in a hospital. Don’t worry, we won’t let her escape,” Reginald said, the last part directed at Touya.
The tall Therian didn't answer still. At the moment he didn't care if Ahmeil got away or not, his only concern right then was for Damea who had nearly bled out completely. He could feel anger at the back of his throat as he tried to swallow the lump that had formed there. What would he have done if Damea had died? He wasn't sure, and he certainly didn't want to find out either. It was the same for April. Should anything happen to her, he would most likely destroy everything.
“I’ve sedated her. She shouldn’t be fighting. There are aspects about her health that we haven’t had the chance to assess yet. Until we do, I request that you take her back to her room and keep her there. After that, you and I will have a discussion about this faceless woman who just killed twelve of my men.”
They entered the room soon after as the men brought the bed for Damea and began wheeling him away. Touya was going to follow, but his eyes had settled on April's still form and his heart leapt to his throat. What had happened to her!? Reginald was quick to explain as Touya rushed over to her and knelt down. Gently picking her up he listened to the mans explanation as he cradled her close. His icy gaze lifted to glower at Reginald.
"I thought I said no more sedation..." Touya growled, "It seems I cannot take my eyes off of her even for a second when you're around," slowly the Therian stood up with the woman in his arms, "I will take her there, but if you wish to speak to me you will come with. I'm not leaving her alone," Touya turned on his heel and headed for the door.