[… He looks pleased or something. For some reason. The one eye Hayame has left (the gaping hole where the other used to be hidden beneath a leather patch) narrows slightly in confusion… but so be it.
He was new. Perhaps he just did not know.]
You say that now.
[All she’s ever had was her strength, her speed, and her wits. And it had been enough to earn her a privileged position amongst slaves, use as a captive. But in this place? She had met magic users who ripped the very earth out from under her hooves, who could animate their blades, who could burn with a wave of their hands…
Who taught her to fear the unknown of magic, when she had once dismissed it as a fairytale not worth believing in. Hah. Haha.]
I cannot even track the bastard, the air just smells like cold-
[And her advanced senses were little use when everything was so damned icy. She does not put her bow down, nor her quivers out of position for an easy draw, but there seems to be no one there except them-
And he is not the one whose neck she wishes to wring.]
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He was new. Perhaps he just did not know.]
You say that now.
[All she’s ever had was her strength, her speed, and her wits. And it had been enough to earn her a privileged position amongst slaves, use as a captive. But in this place? She had met magic users who ripped the very earth out from under her hooves, who could animate their blades, who could burn with a wave of their hands…
Who taught her to fear the unknown of magic, when she had once dismissed it as a fairytale not worth believing in. Hah. Haha.]
I cannot even track the bastard, the air just smells like cold-
[And her advanced senses were little use when everything was so damned icy. She does not put her bow down, nor her quivers out of position for an easy draw, but there seems to be no one there except them-
And he is not the one whose neck she wishes to wring.]