The Female Witcher

"I can help you fight, Geralt. Just let me." She told him, gathering her swords from her horse. Geralt grabbed her and brought her close, lifting her chin to stare into her eyes.

"I refuse to lose you."

"Well it's a good fucking thing we never lose. Now come on." She pushed his sword into his chest, making him release her. "We've got a job to do."