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Claire took a step back away from the regenerated clansman, her eyes wide in almost disbelief. Tiny crumbles of rocky debiis and dust clung to her one extended hand where once she had held the statue she had removed from the guard's backpack. Being nothing but a youth, she had heard the old warriors speak of such things proudly, a gift of their breed from the Immortals but she had only heard their talk, she had never witnessed the arena battles more prone to the males of the species.
While she gripped her dagger in her other hand, it now tinged with the darkness of blood as it ran down the blade. a tiny droplet of one of the nafanian's blood clinging precariously at the tip before finally giving way and plummeting toward the earthen floor, Claire stood wide-eyed with a almost smug grin on her face.
"And then there were three...." she chimed in almost a sing-song voice.
While she gripped her dagger in her other hand, it now tinged with the darkness of blood as it ran down the blade. a tiny droplet of one of the nafanian's blood clinging precariously at the tip before finally giving way and plummeting toward the earthen floor, Claire stood wide-eyed with a almost smug grin on her face.
"And then there were three...." she chimed in almost a sing-song voice.