Shadows can heal too

Druskelle

"So, Darkling?"

"You'll ride with me"

'With or without the with?'

'HEART'

'I HAD TO ALRIGHT?'

'I would but not with darkles'

"And why is that?"

"You'll do as you're told whether you like it or not, news of an already existing corpsewitch was widespread, and it has been proven. Here." He handed her a kefta for heartrenders, just her size. "Wear this on your way, until a proper one is designed for you"

'Entitled bitch'

'I can already tell he's a narcissistic ass'

Bianca sighed, unlike Alina, she knew when to shut up, and she silently obeyed and slipped out of the tent into a horse, she disliked carriages and their bumping.

"A black horse? You should've used the carriage instead"

'Sherlock Holmes?'

"I dislike carriages, any more questions?"

"You tend to dislike me, don't you?"

"Very much, now let's go before one of us has the other's head". The Darkling just shook his head and slipped onto his own horse as well.

Neither Bianca nor the general spoke the entire ride. They were now deep in the woods, in Tsibeya, near the Fjerdan border.

"Why are we taking the woods? It's more dangerous, anything but stealthy"

"Speed in your case is more important than stealth"

When Bianca felt the horses stop, and heard a soldier shout something in Fjerdan, she knew something was wrong.

"Stay in the-"

"No"

"DRUSKELLE" yelled a soldier, before Bianca heard the sound of an arrow hitting the soldier.

'Shit'

'Shit'

'Shit'

"You were saying?" she remarked before slipping off the horse and started to fight side by side with the other Grisha.

As more Fjerdans surrounded her, she clasped her hands together and drew the oxygen out of their lungs until they dropped on the floor in a matter of seconds.

2 heartrenders in front of her turned to her with horror and surprise in their eyes but brushed it off. She noticed an injured heartrender on a rock, and the living grisha huddled beside him, although, one of them was hesitant.

"Stay alive, all of you, I'll hold them off"

3 Fjerdans ran towards her, attacking, with a spear. "WITCH!" they cried.

Bianca twisted one arm, elbowed another body in the neck, and swept her feet under a pair of ankles, and then stomped on each of their noses. She twisted her arms to let the diseases her shadows hold to consume their body, the plague.

"AHHH"

Alina's scream. Bianca immediately sprinted to the source of the sound, passing the grisha huddling in the corner, to get to Alina.

"What you are is a witch!" he spat at Alina

"And what you are is a dirty mut" replied Bianca in his native language, gathering her shadows.

"Corpsewitch" he growled,

Bianca smiled sadistically before letting his cells decay as he was alive, as if his body was a rock that was crumpling. What she didn't know is that the Darkling and the grisha witnessed the whole scene evolve.