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She had her eyes shut tight,her body felt like a brick wall as she waited for the hands to tear her apart, but among the chilling sense of dread,she heard a chuckle.

It was low enough for the others to miss it,but it was definitely coming from somewhere...

Am I dreaming? Or is it just my wishful thinking?

"I thought you would never ask ask..Phew,that was hard to see."

She felt a sense of somewhat relieved gratification, as she felt a pair of strong arms wrapping her up in what seemed to be a robe..

She still didn't dare to open her eyes in fear of it being a fragment of her imagination that her mind had created to protect itself.The prospect of seeing it was all in her imagination was immensely terrifying, and she shivered.

She didn't open her eyes,but if the ruckus around her was some indication,now everyone could see her benefactor.

There were quite a number of grunts,and clashing of what seemed like fists and swords.

What's going on?

She peeked one eye open and gazed at the man, now adorned with a opaque black long sword in his hand that somehow seemed to be shining even in this darkness as he danced around the pair of hooligans.

A jab here,a kick there,he moved with grace as he tripped one of the burly men coming at him and jabbed the hilt of his sword at the ribcage of the man,making him howl in pain.

She had never experienced a fight,but she caught herself thinking,

His fighting style is so graceful, like the of a beautiful crane..

She was busy admiring the man fighting off all the hooligans when she noticed someone trying to run away from the corner of her eyes.

It was the orange bastard.

Oh no,you aren't going anywhere.

She grabbed onto the lapels of the robe and went on a mad dash for the asshole.

She might not know how to be so graceful, but what she did know is how to hustle. Years of survival makes you do things you wouldn't even believe.

She grabbed the scoundrel by the back of his orange coat and yanked,causing him to lose his balance and fall on his back.

"Running away,are we?" She asked,smiling.

She wasn't sure what he saw in her face,but if the strangled sob he gave as he tried crawling away was any indication, this man was terrified. Of her.

She felt a amused laugh burst out of her as she stalked over to him, taking one step at a time.

There was something very powerful about the power one has over others,and she realized that she liked that feeling.

"You think you're so good,trying to chastise me? So fucking powerful,right? To decide the worth of others,you consider yourself to be God's equal."

She knew that she wasn't acting like herself,but she couldn't help it. It was instinct.

Her grabbed the man by his hair and slammed him onto the ground. Her bare feet were on his throat as she put pressure, and his face changed colour. From green,to red and then bluish,he was losing air.

"S-s...Save..me! I..I'm so-sorry." The man choked out a cough as he tried to move her feet but it felt like a boulder. He couldn't move her fragile ankle from his throat no matter what he did. And it terrified him.

"Were you not going to **** me so bad with this? Tell me. Answer!"

Her voice didn't sound like her anymore, there was a distinct voice in her head telling her to stop. But then again there were another that wanted her to strangle him, to watch as the life slips out of his eyes and his eyes dim slowly.

Something told her she would like that,or even enjoy it.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" She released her force on his throat,and kicked him in the shin,making him howl in pain.

"That's right, you said you took so many women,and thought it was okay to. You have no remorse whatsoever, you killed so many."

"I'm sorry..I'm sorry.." He was openly bawling his eyes out now, in a state of utter despair as he looked at the woman, completely terrified of her as she put her feet on his crotch.

He couldn't tell what was it in her that makes his skin crawl,but he couldn't ignore it. The way she looked at him made him scared enough to wet his pants.

And sure enough, he could feel a ert sensation in his lower body,he had wet himself from fear of this woman.

She scowled once she realised what was happening, but she didn't remove her feet. Instead,she kicked at him. Harder for him to see stars..

He howled,and writhed in pain and she felt the telltale sense of satisfaction from seeing this man writhing in agony,at her feet.

Right where he belongs.

She was getting ready to kick at him again when she felt a pair of arms around her and she was hauled away from the man.

"There,there..You would have killed him if I weren't here."

She jolted awake, her eyes as big as saucers as she stumbled.

What was I doing?

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