HARDLY did she know of this woman other that she had been one that could potentially defy the Gods… A Witch that can keep demons at bay or destroy them. Most of those above the clouds can hardly do that, they often did that to the humans on their Earth they created. Though, there’s this saying she’s seen around; ALL MONSTERS ARE HUMAN. Perhaps that’s why they pit their subjects against one another and hardly do anything to stop it. Why should you have to lift a finger when those you fear most will off each other themselves?
Blue gaze looked over the other, examining the coat she’s often wearings and then it reached her hands… then the legs. There’s bruises all along that flesh of hers, WAS IT FROM THOSE DEMONS? Whether or not she could walk, Senua grew interested and wanted to learn more. The only way, she’s observed, to do that is by being polite. Playing the ‘good’ guy, though, if this woman was anything the Shadow thought, surely she could sense that it’s being was filled with darkness and wasn’t deserving of any acts to do with kindness.
Either way, the witch is picked up, keeping a firm hold. Eyes are kept forward and walking toward a place where the two of them may rest and chat privately. Talking about ways to become powerful wasn’t exactly a public speaking matter. Most of the people already gave weird looks and it’s seen vehicles with rather BRIGHT BLUE & RED lighting that hurt their eyes…
Brows soon rose while taking steps, their was an odd smell. But it wasn’t disturbing? So, Shadow went ahead and questions it; ❝ – Why do you smell nice? ❞
Why did she...smell nice? The phrase drifting through her panicked conscious. She wasn’t sure who or what exactly this being was. Apparently, they had taken a liking to her, or her smell rather and had decided it’d be a grand idea to pick her up and carry her off somewhere. While Kat didn’t necessarily feel in danger, she was still in a state of panic and confusion.
Kat wasn’t exactly a stranger to things like this happening. Working for a Nephilim had it’s ups and downs, and it’s strange happenings. She had been kidnapped by demons before, and had handled herself fairly well. Surely, she could fend for herself against a single human.
Or so she hoped the other was only human. She didn’t think she had the capabilities to protect herself against anything other than a human. She wasn’t exactly a fighter. Sure, she could cast spells through compounds she had created, but she generally left the fighting to more experienced individuals.
Shaking her head, she figured it best to answer the being’s question. Perhaps if she answered the question, they would be inclined to put her down or at the very least tell her who they were.
“What do you mean I smell nice? Who are you?” Questioned the medium, turning her head to the best of her ability to face her kidnapper, for lack of a better term.
