Sawtooth Spire drown me in your temptation

She knew, with a sinking feeling in her stomach, that she was wrong when the brute drew closer: this was not Skullchaser, and her preliminary anger had been misguided. Her face fell, the rage leaving it blank, and she began to sink--still stiff, but not bristling. Her bicolored gaze flashed across his face, hoping he would relax as well.

"I thought you were someone else," Maegi said flatly, looking wary. "Sorry." Perhaps he would forgive, perhaps not. If more scars were in the cards, she could bear them. Anything more and it would become a problem, very quickly.