She wanted to slap his hand away, get away from this place as soon as possible but these ninjas had done a good job in tying her hands up together. It was better for them anyway, like a warrior would just give up like this. No matter how exhausted, her magic was able to help her regenerate and therefor she would’ve been able to fight back soon enough.
The further the man spoke, the angrier did the blonde got. She pulled on the ropes that kept her hands tied up, eyes fierce as he moved closer. And before he could pull away, she stumbled back and bit in his hand so that she could stand up. Shaky legs desperately tried to keep the girl up, a cheeky grin on her demolished face.
“Don’t worry about me. Worry about the men that didn’t return.”
Her body began to glow in a dim light. Like a Mage from Demacia, more importantly their light Mage, would get stopped by shadows!
“I attacked them. They wouldn’t shut up after all. Well… Lucky for them they came as a group of thirty. Ten of them could hardly handle me.” she looked at the man in the mask and turned her eyes around to scan the area.
“Weak people you call your students, mask man.”
“Of course they are weak, they are still learning. Unlike me.” Zed took a step toward the now standing light Mage. “So few came back and that is unfortunate for them but you will face no wrath than that of their master. Unless you can give a good enough reason for me to not get retribution for my lost students.” He shook his head a bit, it seemed this girl really didn’t know who she was dealing with. Unfortunate.
“I’ll be sending out word for your retrieval, in the mean time...” He trailed of, watching her.
