[color=a2d39c][b]~Maria~[/b][/color]

She felt the cold steel graze against her throat, and her eyes darted angrily to the man who wielded it. She was too indignant to be afraid. Obnoxious riff raff barging into the shop, ignoring her, making a mess, then trying to kill her. She wasn't thinking about Jason needing a mother. She wasn't even thinking about the next 5 seconds. She was just angry.

And just a little bit, though she wasn't sure why, the scarred man reminded her of her husband. 

She glared defiantly down the edge of the blade, and spat out, [color=a2d39c]"I'm just your friendly, sweet, medicine lady."[/color]

[color=a2d39c]"But yes, there may be a spell for that," [/color]she smirked coldly. [color=a2d39c]"Try me, if you have the balls to kill an innocent store owner."[/color]

But of course, there wasn't a spell for that. 

[@Elitestpotato]