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Ā Ā Ā Ā Sparing their life had been an option. That is, before sheād gone this far. Now that there were spatters of rouge across the front of her clothes and undoubtedly staining her face, it was either she finish the job or let them suffer. Although others would argue otherwise, she was not as cruel or merciless as nearly everyone had made her out to be;Ā therefore, killing themĀ had to be done. If there was a way to turn back she would but the sword was now raised over their body. Waiting for the final strike.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Footsteps grabbed her attention in time to delay her actions, much to her displeasure.Ā Cold red eyesĀ were directed over her shoulder only to widen in a small panic and she froze, but her hold on the sword loosened to the point it almost slipped through her fingers. What is he doing here?!
