A rather uneventful and trash-grimm kill-spree through the forest had eventually brought Beliya and Gideon to a clearing; a nice break of scenery from the blood-red trees, now there was just blood-red grass, and soft dirt underfoot. 

[b]"...Hmm..."[/b] was all Beliya murmured at Gideon's question. It WAS true that she had a reason...but did the people of Vale really just open up that quickly? No matter...it wasn't beneficial for him to know anything about her, it was just simple small talk. Continuing to take it slow, unaware of Gideon's wound's condition, she eventually stopped her march, turning her one-eyed gaze to Gideon before saying: [b]"I suppose you have the right to know...but not the whole thing. I don't want to bore you with my life story, not until I've published it."[/b] With one hand, she gently pulled back the bangs over her right eye and revealed it.

To call it an "eye" anymore would be an exaggeration, if anything. The flesh of her eyelid was scarred deeply, and the entire area around it was burnt as well. While it wasn't clear if the eye was still functioning behind the scarred eyelid, it was at least obvious that whatever had caused the injury certainly wasn't human. [b]"I came here for the most worthless cause. I want revenge."[/b] was all she said as she removed her hand from her bangs, and they fell back into place to cover her right eye. Turning around quickly, her ears flicked a little as she said: [b]"Sorry for showing you that...But, since I told you, would you mind if I asked about your own story, Gideon?"[/b]