[color=a187be]“Thank you kindly good sir,”[/color] Marianne said warmly, turning away back towards the darkened alleyway. [color=a187be]“I can’t say for sure if they have any coin on them but I believe one of them may have been a noble. The burned one I think.”[/color]

They were about a few steps into their path when suddenly a newcomer made himself known to them both with a tap to Marianne’s shoulder. For a split moment, she stared at the boy with curiosity in her crimson eye. Jonathan was right in laughing off at the boy’s childish features because he looked no older than Marianne herself. And yet he somehow seemed familiar though from where, she couldn’t say for sure.

Fortunately, that curiosity was snuffed out by her morbid fascination of the boy’s more interesting features. Yes, his eyes were just a perfect shade of scarlet! How beautiful, how enticing! Yes, a live specimen was worth more than any dead sample could make.

[color=a187be]“Ah, there’s no need to apologize Mister Ponytail. You don’t seem to be around these parts so I doubt that these corpses were any associates of yours,”[/color] she said before turning to Jonathan. [color=a187be]“Please do be quick with this Mister Axe. I still require your assistance.”[/color]

With that said, the Dark Mage politely moved to the side to watch the battle with a front seat. Oh this was most marvelous indeed! Both of them were worthy specimens and she had the faint wonder if one of them was going to die during this brief struggle. Whatever the case, she’d be sure to ask the victor in their assistance in collecting her corpses. 

[color=a187be]“I hope to collect the remains of both you fine gentlemen when you’ve eventually perished in battle,”[/color] she called out encouragingly. [color=a187be]“Worry not, for I shall put your organs to good use in wonderful art for the land.”[/color]