The woman had followed silently, her boots tapping on the cement flooring of the compound that they lived in while she silently walked next to her partner. She was human, almost totally, aside from her training she hadn't been given the vampire injection that many of the other recruits had when they were children or still in the womb; she had learned everything she knew and perfected it, becoming one of the best shots in the entire Warrior Corps. She knew how men viewed her and the other women, saw them look at her when she passed and heard them laugh whenever she stepped into the training ring but every opponent she had ever faced in training had ended up broken and bruised, and every enemy on the battlefield was dead before they could so much as see her. She'd been trained so harshly because she was a woman and few thought that women were capable of the level of ruthlessness that they needed, but since she'd come as far as she did they had begun to ask her to interact with and train some of the younger girls though she never turned them into machines like they had her, in fact she taught them that being woman was their greatest advantage; it didn't matter the species, males always took it ease on the female. Well, maybe except orcs; their women were stronger than the men normally. 

At the edge of the wall she looked over the men who'd stopped to salute though most of them cast their gaze down when she looked at them and while Reaver got the update on the situation she listened though just as she stepped forward to go toward the edge of the wall one of the men snickered. Without a thought or hesitation she whirled on her heel and stepped toward the unsuspecting male, flicking his foot out from under him until he landed on his back heavily in surprise, an arrow tip pointed directly at his left eye. "I advise you to learn some respect soldier, or you might just find yourself sexless." Her face was blank, like an assassin who cared not to show the victim what they really thought, unaffected by the way he looked at her with pleading gaze; a narrowing of her eyes shut him up as he nodded his head and she walked away without another word to see her partner leaning over the edge of the wall with a smirk. 

Unlike her partner she showed little excitement in going into battle, her hood pulled up over her she set her bow down on a stone end for a moment to untie that which held the cloak around her shoulders and let the black fabric fall to the ground behind her while she picked up the bow again and wrapped the rope around her leg. She needed both of her hands free to do her job while he was just going to land on the ground, she would remain silent and unseen by the enemy until there were none left or she was out of arrows. With a quiet nod to him she flipped over the edge of the wall and used the rope to slow her decent, turning and letting the rope tangle neatly around her thin and curvaceous body until she was fifty feet above the tallest goblin and out of their natural sight range. She drew an arrow back on her bow and waited for her partner to make it down before she would lose the first of her arrows.