Moonspear When darkness speaks, it changes everything.

Hydra nodded; she was glad to hear he did not miss. Were you able to see where you struck? To know that she was injured pleased her, but if she could identify the wretch by wound or scar would be helpful. If not, she could always make due with what she knew. 

What you did... again, thank you Dacio. I am glad you have made her bleed. When you are well again, I hope you are able to aid me in teaching Moonspear how to never miss, she hummed with a grin. Hydra knew how to well enough, a master of the craft they two practiced, but lessons under his tutelage would be refreshing. Osiris, she imagined, would be glad to partake.