chesiire started following you
Admittedly, she was skilled. Before he had even thought about making his move, she stepped in from the shadows- swiftly taking out the armed guards. There was a certain art to how she moved, preferring grace over strength in each of her strikes.
A result of extensive training, he’s sure.
It’s only when the last body drops, he decides to drop down from his perch- tense and wary of the newcomer. She fought impressively, enough that he entertained the notion she might be a worthy notch in his belt, a shame that it was highly unlikely she was the hero-type.
“It’s skill aside, it should take care not to get in Harm’s path.”
His blade stayed silent, perhaps judging her? Sizing her up even now? Curious.
“What is it doing here?”
