In the back of Falis' mind, she registered there was something familiar about the female voice she'd heard, something that nagged at her. Unfortunately, Falis was focused on where her prey was and the female voice brought to the forefront one word - witch.
The hunter had been patient and her patience paid off. The more both the witch and the gruff man talked, the closer she was to honing in on the witch's location. When she heard the ice crack, that was the signal she'd been waiting for. In a flash, Falis had leaped down from the roof of the shed and charged right at where she knew the target was, drawing her katana in the process. Hearing the witch call forth her magic, made it that much easier to adjust her angle.
The jagged icy ring surrounding the figure casting magic with blue sparkles and shit wasn't expected by Falis, but a split second assessment allowed her to gather her strength and vault over the icy wall. Normally, clearing a shoulder high wall like that would be nothing for the famed bounty hunter, but she wasn't quite as strong here as she normally was, so the sharp upper edge of the wall cut a thin line through her pants, drawing blood from the outside of her leg. The cold pain stung, but being just a flesh wound, it didn't stop Falis. Landing inside the ring, the hunter cut a horizontal strike at the witch, intending on taking the bitch's head off in one fell swoop. Then she saw a flash of blue hair and that warning bell that had gone off in her mind earlier blared in full force.
This was Ami - not a witch. Falis barely managed to stop her strike, the sword's blade less than an inch from Ami's head. Eyes wide in shock, Falis' arm trembled from the force needed to stop that strike. Relieved that she'd stopped in time, not taking the moment to analyze why Ami was in a ring of ice wearing a really short blue skirt that showed off her legs beautifully not to mention throwing ice around like a fucking witch, Falis yelled at her in a way only a friend would.
"OI! WHAT THE HELL, AMI?! I JUST ALMOST TOOK YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!"
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The hunter had been patient and her patience paid off. The more both the witch and the gruff man talked, the closer she was to honing in on the witch's location. When she heard the ice crack, that was the signal she'd been waiting for. In a flash, Falis had leaped down from the roof of the shed and charged right at where she knew the target was, drawing her katana in the process. Hearing the witch call forth her magic, made it that much easier to adjust her angle.
The jagged icy ring surrounding the figure casting magic with blue sparkles and shit wasn't expected by Falis, but a split second assessment allowed her to gather her strength and vault over the icy wall. Normally, clearing a shoulder high wall like that would be nothing for the famed bounty hunter, but she wasn't quite as strong here as she normally was, so the sharp upper edge of the wall cut a thin line through her pants, drawing blood from the outside of her leg. The cold pain stung, but being just a flesh wound, it didn't stop Falis. Landing inside the ring, the hunter cut a horizontal strike at the witch, intending on taking the bitch's head off in one fell swoop. Then she saw a flash of blue hair and that warning bell that had gone off in her mind earlier blared in full force.
This was Ami - not a witch. Falis barely managed to stop her strike, the sword's blade less than an inch from Ami's head. Eyes wide in shock, Falis' arm trembled from the force needed to stop that strike. Relieved that she'd stopped in time, not taking the moment to analyze why Ami was in a ring of ice wearing a really short blue skirt that showed off her legs beautifully not to mention throwing ice around like a fucking witch, Falis yelled at her in a way only a friend would.
"OI! WHAT THE HELL, AMI?! I JUST ALMOST TOOK YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!"