♚ C H A P T E R • T H I R T Y - S I X ♚

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"I like stories where women save themselves." -Neil Gaiman
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Hunter stood before the six of them, brandishing her sword. "You didn't think I'd let you run off without saying hello first, did you?"

            Bailey let out a yell as she ran towards her, readying her sword. All of her pent-up emotions converged into her swing.

Their blades collided in a forceful impact, creating a few sparks. Hunter effortlessly deflected Bailey's attacks as they circled around one another. They parried back and forth, with each advance a closer call than the last.

The redhead let out a grunt of pain as Bailey kicked her in the knee. She stumbled backwards before pulling off one of her gloves with her teeth. A blast of red escaped from her palm, hitting Bailey in the chest and sending her flying backwards to the floor and sliding to the base of the fountain.

            Felicity and Anthony were quick to Bailey's aid as Robin stood in front of them, his sword drawn.

            He ran toward Hunter and managed to nick her arm, but she quickly disarmed him. Robin fell to his knees and pulled his bow from off his back, swinging it down and sending her to the ground.

            She didn't stay down for long, rolling onto her hands before flipping back to her feet. She kicked him square in the gut and on the shin where his injuries had just barely healed. He groaned in pain as he grabbed his fallen sword just in time for it to collide with hers once more, this time closer to his heart.

She stepped over his collapsed form as Bailey wearily stood back onto her feet. Hunter outstretched her ungloved hand, lifting Bailey into the air and sent flying towards her. Her fingers wrapped around Bailey's throat and quickly applied pressure. Bailey's legs thrashed and her body squirmed, but she couldn't break free. Black stars began to dot her vision as her head felt lighter by the second.

            Hunter smirked at her effort. She raised an eyebrow and tauntingly tilted her head. "I never noticed until now how much you and your brother look alike. He gave me this exact face when he died."

            Bailey's steely grey eyes were once again lit aflame with a burning rage. She wrapped her hands around Hunter's arm as her palms radiated a blistering heat. Hunter released her grip, her skin turning a vibrant red.

The second Bailey's boots touched the ground, she threw her head forward and headbutted Hunter before sending a punch to her chest.

Hunter collapsed to the ground, a small dagger sliding out of the top of her boot. In a flash Bailey loomed over her, the dagger pushed against her throat.

"Bailey!" Robin exclaimed as he slowly rose to his feet, clutching his abdomen. "I know you're upset; you have every right to use that knife...but killing her won't bring Tristan back."

Bailey glanced at him and the twins before looking back at Hunter's smirking face. She let out a deep breath before dropping the dagger on the ground. Just as Hunter went to reach for the knife, Bailey delivered two quick, but forceful, punches to her face, knocking her out cold.

She stood up, blowing a piece of hair out of her face before grabbing her sword. "Let's get out of here before I actually kill her."

Felicity and Anthony followed closely behind her, with Aura and Robin, leaned on her, not far behind.

As Carolyn passed by Hunter, her bracelet once again lit up. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion until her grandmother's voice echoed through her head.

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