The authoritative voice drew her attention away from the surfacer and over to an approaching figure. Right away, the city guard recognized the distinctive yellow plate armor of the Sun-Kissed and pulled her hand away from the weapon. She doubted if pulling one would've been a wise choice in the first place seeing how the human carried one of his own across his back.
When the surfacer stepped aside to make way for the Sun-Kissed, the guard quickly pushed herself off from the ground to get onto her feet. Right on standing though, her mid-section cramped up and a harsh, tearing pain struck her hard enough to make her squeal and double over with a tear running loose from her eye. Out of the corner of her peripheral she saw the human's feet step toward her, but she moved a hand to the hilt of
