𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐱𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬....
"If I cannot have them both, I will not have either."
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐎𝐂𝐱 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐨𝐯
𝐏𝐨...
𝐂𝐲𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝. A surrounded Brekker was not a friendly Brekker, and this time like the last time, Cyzarine reacted accordingly.
She reacted with violence.
She was curled on her side in a fetal position, her right arm still burned but not as severely. There was a pleasant buzzing at the back of her head. She took a moment to gather bearings, there was the sound of talking and shuffling. A man in red stood in front of her, Cyzarine was barely able to peer around her at the sea of red and blue before her body moved.
The man in red who stood before her foolishly had his back turned. She sprung up to her feet, ignoring the surprise yelps at her sudden movement she lunged.
The man turned and Cyzarine recognized him as the Heartrender that sent her to the ground. He went to put his hand out to stop her but, Cyzarine delivered a kick to his right hand with her left leg. There was a sharp crack as one of his fingers bent backward. He cried out but Cyzarine couldn't have cared less for his hands. His hands were the problem.
"Most Heartrenders, the mediocre ones, always need their hands to be effective. They lose their hands, they lose their usefulness."
She spun back around with the momentum and kicked him in the chest. He wheezed and stumbled backward, Cyzarine followed swiftly, jumping upward she locked her legs around his neck and used her upper body to swing to the right, throwing him to the left.
He hit the floor with a bang, and Cyzarine reach beneath her shirt, pulling free a dagger the sailed of her thumb.
The man stumbled to his feet, his left hand raised in defence. Cyzarine launched the dagger through the air, it pierced the flesh of his hand, going straight through the other end.
"Katrina stop!"
She stopped and turned her head, her blue eyes clashed with brown and the pleasant buzzing swelled.
Alina was staring at her with wide eyes, she looked like a frightened deer as she stood there dirty with dust and soot.
Cyzarine went reply but released a loud groan as she fell to her knees. Her body and heart seizing. Everything hurt.
