"I should get to go first! I found her!"

"Fuck you, I grabbed her!"

Rikive thanked her lucky stars that these people were less organized than a pack of hungry wolves. While they bickered she gripped the hilt of her sword and slowly rose back up to her feet. She taped into her magic, hoping that it would flush out the alcohol in her system so she could bloody fight. If she were sober she could lay waste to these insignificant predators.

She was raising her sword when she heard yelling in the distance. Parael. She had absolutely no idea what he could do but she needed someone to have her back. [i]"I am here!" [/i]She shouted at the top of her lungs.

Movement flickered out of the corner of her eye before she was slammed up against the wall again, this time with a hand clenched around her throat and the other pinning down her sword wielding hand. The man who first approached her at the bar was glaring at her, but had a savage grin on his face; revealing his elongated canines. "I'm going to enjoy this."

Rikive bared her own teeth and kicked out with her leg, hitting him in the stomach and sending him flying back into the wall opposite of her. He hit the brick wall so hard it cracked and left an indent where his head and back hit. His nails had dug into her skin, creating small cuts when they were forcibly torn away from their grip.

Gripping her sword in both her hands Rikive let out a battle cry and charged at the group. She slashed at one of them with her sword and the woman screamed as her skin visibly began to smoke and there was an audible sizzle in the air from her flesh burning. She turned to attack another but one of the women jumped onto her back and made her stumble. She tried to throw her off but another of them tackled her to the ground. She yelled in anger and pain when she felt teeth sink into her arm, unprotected by her chainmail.