[b][center]Sana[/center][/b]

	It was hard for Sana to get over the rage she felt building inside her from seeing the sights before her. It was beyond anything she had ever imagined. A part of her, that part that had snapped earlier wanted to brutalize these people the way they had those they had captured but it was getting pushed down and even with the rage she felt more like herself in this battle than she did the last one. Hugh wasn’t there with her, he wasn’t before her injured and bleeding and wasn’t there protecting her while laying his life on the line. Somehow that helped her keep her rage in check. She still wanted to put these people down and out of the worlds misery but beyond that now it was just a job to do and not pure vengeance. There were people suffering and dying, who were being held captive; that changed things. 

	Sana had taken aim and let her first arrow fly, it imbedding  into the chest of the first dog that was closest to her and it tumbled over dead in its tracks. Turning she slapped Rodger on the side and yelled at him. “Get!” Rodger ran off quickly away from the danger, Sana knew he would either just stay back or run back to Hugh. Either way it was safer for him to be away from the fight. Sana was slammed in the chest by the second dog that was charging her and the third was quick behind it, biting down on her ankle as he fought the other off with her bow, barely being able to hold its jaws out of her face as it snapped at her; landing hard on her back in the ground. She kicked the dog on her ankle with her free leg, sending it yelping towards a tree and crashing against it before being able to throw the one in her face off her. 

	With a quick kick Sana was back on her feet, bow still in hand; running she charged towards the dogs that came at her from both sides and leapt up, landing on the side of a wagon as she drew another arrow and took aim as the dogs turned and ran towards her. The arrow flew through the air and went into one of the dogs necks; sadly in Sanas mind not killing it out right. These dogs were trained by these horrible people; it wasn’t their fault that they were after her and the rest of the party that was there. It was unfortunate but there was going to be no stopping them at this point. She just wished she had made a cleaner hit on the second dog like she had the first.  

	The third dog began to climb up the wagon trying to get at Sana, slinging her bow over her back she flipped backwards and landed on the ground down on one knee, the tear in her ankle from the bite was impeding her agility and she cringed as she righted herself, coming back to a standing position just in time to enjoy the feeling of her face being cut open by the tip of a whip. Spinning in her place she saw the man who controlled the dogs watched her with a cold smirk on his lips.

	“Don’t worry lass, I won’t mess that pretty face up too much,” he laughed as the whip recoiled. Sanas eyes narrowed as she felt the blood from the gash roll down her cheek and drip from her chin. Putting the dogs down fast was one thing but this man was making her want to gut him but as much as she wanted to, she didn't have time for games and these people had seen enough horror in her mind to last a life time. 

	"You know, I told one of your friends I was going to fuck his eye socket with my arrow, I think I will extend you the same courtesy," she said as she unslung her bow from her back once again. The man drew back his arm and let the whip fly through the air as Sana nocked an arrow into place and took aim. The third dog coming up behind her ready to tear her apart but she held her ground waiting for the right time to let the arrow fly.