She stands tall and lean, her hair blowing behind her like a blanket of flame. Her bright green eyes are seeking, trying to spot the figure in the dark.
There!
Energy coursing through her body, she reins her emotions in, then without a second's hesitation she leaps stake in hand and plunges its sharpened point
through the non- beating heart ending the struggle before it has even begun. Roxane is a perfectionist , she never misses her mark. After dusting her
stake clean, she turns around without a second glance and disappears into the shadows, once again becoming one with the night.
