The two were chatting normally with each other; around them were tens of corpses. The only person alive was a somewhat pretty girl in leather armour, she was holding a rapier in her hand and she was on her knees in front of the odd duo.
Her expression was grim and her eyes hands were shaking. Although she looked frightened, the look in her eyes showed that she had no intention of running away. On the contrary, a tinge of anger was visible in her eyes. She still had some pride within her despite her dire straights.
I won't give up so easily. If i was that kind of person, i would long have died!
It was clear that her body wanted to run yet her mind wanted to fight. Wobbling, she stood up and walked to the odd duo. The pale warrior ignored her existence as if she was an ant next to his boo
