Lux

"She withdrew her sword and smirked in appraisal to the familar shrill noise that occured, knowing she was not alone in the urge for blood and wrath. She was not alone because she knew by that noise, the unsheathed instrument would always be there by her side. They were a team in destruction and peril, together as one, joined by the desire to inhale the sweet iron stench that escaped life."