Re: Middle of Nowhere, Egypt
Further from the others, and trained almost from birth in combat. This doesn't surprise her, really.
Her eyes narrow, blade whirling about in her hand as she eyes the three of them.
"I belong to no one, lap dog. Not to Atrocitus, not to the Butcher, and certainly not to you."
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