Chapter 7
A Lord
Leilah stiffened at the sudden embrace from the stranger.
She's wealthy, obviously scared the other fighters shitless, a lord? Maybe......no, that'd be crazy. Lords don't come down to this bloody cesspool.
"Always thinking about your opponent? I like that." The woman says happily.
It was only then that Leilah realized that the woman had been watching her attempt to think things through. "You know, you can tell a lot about a person just by a hug." The woman advised.
"Really?" Leilah demanded.
"Yep. Take you for example. Stiffened posture, usually means that person is uncomfortable or not used to being touched like that. I'm assuming that comes from being a orphan or single. Secondly you didn't hug back, so you were already evaluating me as a potential enemy. Furthermore, Theres no need to be ashamed of your gender." The woman smiled sympathetically.
She knows I'm a female? How'd she know I was a orphan? Not to mention she knew what I was thinking.
"Who are you?" Leilah mumbled with a slight blush.
"Come on Leilah, you know the rules." The woman says, referring to the fact that no one just gave out their names.
"Oh, right." Leilah agreed.
The woman looked Leilah over curiously.
"Your not used to having a normal nice conversation are you?" She asked and Leilah shook her head no.
"No."
"Didn't think so. Let's take a walk." The woman says and got to her feet. She walked over to Leilah and grabbed her hand, Leilah flinched and the woman chuckled. She led Leilah out the door.
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ActionKilling to live, it's not a hard concept to understand is it? What about killing everyday and sometimes it's for fun? Leilah is a 15 year old human girl that lives in a nightmarish realm called Sartarus. Everything there is decided by fighting to t...
