~*~The Rebellion - RP~*~

It was not Neytiri who spoke- it was Bridgett's voice. "It's too late for that."

She swung her scythe, scoring his jaw, causing him to let go of her. She balanced herself, and prepares for a counter attack.
 
"She has a gift. A power that could wipe out the entire power army, that she hasn't discovered. I'm here for a reason that I cannot tell you." Bridgett said flatly.
 

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