Blackened Valkyrie — The 14th Wife
"We are one. As we share
the glory of our victory's,
so to should we share
the pain of our defeat.
In this way, we grow closer.
we grow stronger."
The body hit the floor with a heavy thud. Blood pooled around man soaking into the clothes and cracks. It gave off a sweet metallic smell but it was faint. The hallway was now littered with dead body's and those who would soon share the same fates. Teresa took a step back from the last guy and drew a large breath with a slow exhale relaxing her body. she'd look down at the robes noticing the blood splatter and a bit of grey matter. Her and reached down picking it off and flicking it at the wall where it stuck for a second before sliding down.The girl turned around confident the east side had been defended. Now it was time for her to get her ship repaired. although something etched at her that it wasn't going to be so simple. People like that woman always had an ulterior motive they always wanted more. Now was a better time than any to find out what that was. It wasn't like she was in a rush, nor could she. Plain and simply she was trapped here.
Teresa went back to the same place they both encountered each other. No doubt the woman would have an easier time finding her. Gunfire was still going on as it carried through the complex. Teresa knew she could help, but she did her job. That was that, she didn't know this person. instead she used her saber to carve random symbols into the wall. One of them would have been done several times, one she had seen in her visions when she had blacked out.
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