The Reprobate
Faith heard the sound of clumsy footsteps heading towards her, it took her less than a second to realize her stupidity. Still, the shop seemed unreal and her tear coated vision was still burred but managed to catch the sight of a figure standing ahead of her. At this moment in time all she could make out was that the stranger was a large male and most importantly a Neco. He also stank strongly of alcohol which gave The Reprobate the wrong impression already.
She quit hurting herself and turned quickly defensive, though her movements were panicked and it really did not seem like she was in a fit condition for a fight. The blonde arms were already speckled with horrible purple bruises not to mention her bloody left shoulder. He is going to beat me...and there is nothing I can do.... Faith reached for her spear, which was still drenched with the crimson blood of her last victim. She pointed the tip towards the silent man, still luke warm liquid dripping from the blade and into a pool upon the laminate floor.
"Get back N..Neco parasite!" She cried, stumbling uneasily to her feet. Her voice was still swarmed with sobs and heavy breaths. "Don't touch me!" Faith began to almost seem like she was screaming. He is going to beat me...and there is nothing I can do.... She noticed a second figure, crouching low, but being all too honest she was unsure what exactly the shadow belonged to. What ever it was, it triggered something in her mind, and it hurt.
The angelic demon swung towards the brunette male, attempting to slash across his chest but she missed and simply clipped the top of his arm causing a thin pitiful cut. The blonde than started to stumble backwards, the world spinning as she clutched her head and cried in thick messy sobs.
He is going to beat me...and there is nothing I can do....