Noemi looked back at me and stared next to the living breathing people that surrounded her. She then closed her eyes in the succeeding breaths that she took.
Before finally opening them again and muttered in a clear voice.
"I have decided, young master." her words did not shook this time. It was as firm as her will and i was anticipating her subsequent actions.
"BANG!" Noemi ran with the wind to engage the men and women directly before her. And when she broke free, like any other woman of her station, she slapped instead of punching.
I laughed at the scene but I believed that my slave's feelings were totally different from mine. For even as her tears fell along her clumsy charge, so did the lives of anyone her hands could touch.
Thus, an Angel of Death was borne out from this fort
