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Jeanne fixed the hood over her head, taking a slight breath in.
"If thats the case, Vanitas is most likely to appear quite fast. He tends to eliminate his targets as soon as they appear."
You nodded your head in agreement of the woman's words.
"Master Luca."
Jeanne slightly moved the child behind you. You secured your hands around the hilt of your bow, placing a ghostly hand on the child's shoulder.
Four men peaked from the entrance of the alleyway, smirking at the three of you.
"Robbers perhaps?" Luca spoke, griping your hand that was on his left shoulder.
"I'll take care of it, Adira. Make sure master Luca stays safe."
"Always."
She let down the case of her weapon, breathing in the cold air of the night.
The men flinched by the massive size of her case, hesitating to go any further.
"Jeanne."
Luca slightly whispered out, worried for her further actions.
"Jeanne, I know I'm repeating myself, but you mustn't kill, all right!?"
"I know. But I can't forgive anyone who turns there blade on you. No matter who try's to harm you...even it's it's the curse-spreading blue moon vampire..."
She hit the wall with her palm, releasing the pent up anger that sat inside her.
