Noctisardor Bypass p[r]imavaera

Their assailant knew better than to chase the silver-gilded woman, perhaps because the boy was so much louder; Stryx had no idea what went through a warrior's mind in the heat of the moment. Her own heart was thrumming beneath her breast and she wanted to bolt, except, something kept her from doing that.

The boy was being an idiot. She had to wonder if someone had dropped him on his head earlier in life — a flash of thought and then her mind was empty, propelled by adrenaline.

Stryx wanted to run and knew she couldn't leave the boy to this fate. It hadn't been either of their choices to be here; so she rounded upon the one-eyed woman and began harassing her from one side, to bait her away.