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The Elven girl snarled in the woman's face, even when presented with the tip of her blade just mere inches from skewering her neck.  She let out a hiss, much like a cornered gray fox, as if to say she didn't have to tell her a damn thing.  Nira was also none to pleased of this slag disarming her of her dagger.  It was a keepsake after all.

She grit her teeth, searing under her skin in silence as the woman scanned her over, possibly looking for more weapons to remove, and if that was the case...she would be dead before she grabbed Nirayane's bow.