Gemma huffed out a breath, her hands steady as she silently slipped various weapons into their places. She strapped a small carving knife to her ankle before slipping a long samurai blade into the pocket on her back. She slipped her sock covered feet into black ankle boots before she adjusted her black jeans and black vest into place. She checked herself in the mirror to make sure her normally open, luscious black locks were still in their tight ponytail on her head. Seeing no hair out of place, Gemma pleated her hair and tied a small band at the bottom, ensuring the braid wouldn’t come undone during the battle
“You can feel it in the air, can’t you?” Maddie said quietly
Gemma lifted her eyes and looked at her forlorn friend who still had red, puffy eyes from crying. Looking her over, Ge
