Chapter 142: Who.. Are You?
Evanna whipped her head back in the direction of a man’s scream that was quickly followed by the screeching sounds of the faceless. She looked at Killian before jumping down to lower branches and observing the area. There before her was a bloodied battleground in the middle of the forest. There were numerous faceless creatures fighting and surrounding a large group of men. All humans.
She searched the little campsite and smiled under her mask; at the far end behind the tents were some horses tied up. "Let’s go," Killian grabbed her hand, but she shook her head.
"We need to help first," She replied, removing her hand from his grasp and reaching behind her back, unsheathing her swords.
"Oh, come on, they are searching for you! If you get caught.."
"But I won’t get caught.. I have you, Killian." Her eyes slanted from smiling beneath her mask.
"So, I can kill them, right?" He asked, hopeful.
"Did you not just listen to me? We are going to help, then we will make a run for it," Evanna responded quickly, then dived forwards, front flipping and landing on the faceless’ head her swords slashed into the top of it.
"What a woman," Killian smirked before running at incredible speed to two other faceless creatures approaching, pulling out his long sword and smiling at them.
Evanna yanked her swords out and tried balancing on the monster that started to collapse beneath her. Still, she backflipped off it, landing elegantly on the ground, dodging another faceless front leg’s swiping towards her. She blocked its next attack, crossing her blades and pushing it back, but its tail swung towards her. Evanna tensed, expecting to be hit, but its tail dropped off after a large black sword sliced through it; she instantly recognised that sword.