Ivanca didn't say a word as she returned her dagger to the holster that hung down her thigh. She stood with a sigh before turning to meet him. "It doesn't matter. You're all the same to me." Ivanca went away, no longer listening to what he had to say.
(Accepted, if female was a species.)
Jonathan looked contently at her now pale skin, and lifted her up with the intention of returning her to the castle.
William heard an apparent teleporting noise around them.
(Making him now)
There was a Nightstalker and a Whisperer attacking them. William saw the glare of the gun being pointed at Ivanca, and rushed at her, pushing her to the ground. The gun was fired, hitting his right shoulder instead of her head. He clutched it in agony, slowly getting up. The Crimson Curse stung.
oesn't tell anyone, but in reality it is just full of killing.
Anger rushed through Ivanca's veins. Seeing William's vulnerablity she rushed to face the Nightstalker. She always faced her fear, never having been one to run from them. Besides, right now running away was the worst option. She ran to the Nightstalker, a fierce expression on her face as she dove her dagger into its chest, letting the blade pass completely through him before using her strength to turn the blade, worsening his pain.
