[center][h1]~ Chapter 38 ~[/h1]
[sub]Shadows[/sub][/center]

	"How did you escape my-" the woman started, pausing when she noticed that all of her candles had gone out. "Ah.. Ahoho, you sneaky little charmer! Did you-"

	"Save it bitch-tits," the man shouted, firing a stream of white ki, larger than he's been firing before, at her head. She narrowly dodged it with a flick of her head, letting it fly past her, past Jenso, and into the distance beyond them. A few moments later, it struck a large tree in the distance, completely destroying the center of its trunk and sending it to the ground.

	"Dacer, please-"

	"Whoops! Couldn't hear you over me kicking the shit out of your radical body," Dacer said comedically, firing another arrow directly at her body. His bow crackled with yellow energy, and released three separate bolts, which all threatened to home in on her. She rose an orb of goop around her to defend, but the electrical arrows pierced right through it and struck her directly, sending her directly to her knees. The woman let out a cry of pain, but seemed relatively ok despite losing control of her legs. 

	"Argh! You're capable of so much more than I thought!"

	"Yea, and you're finally where you belong," Dacer started, aiming another white stream of energy at her face, "On your knees, taking it in the face like the little [i]whore[/i] you are." He didn't hesitate in firing, but before he could strike her directly, black shadows appeared between him and his target, absorbing his arrow, and spitting out a short woman who looked... Entirely black. She turned to the purple-eyed woman and ran over to her, her short black hair swinging back and forth. Her entire body was darker than normal, so dark that it seemed to absorb all of the light around her. She was like a shadow, but within seconds, the darkness left he body, revealing a younger-looking woman with a thin figure. Her hair remained the dark shade of black, and Her face was also masked, but her eyes didn't Shine. Rather, it was as if she had no eyes. She glared at Jenso for a moment, almost as if she was looking into his soul, and then looked at the injured woman. 

	"Ah, arriving just in time Shadra, I knew I could count on you.." The purple woman said weakly.

	"Don't talk, Adarine," Shadra whispered, grabbing the woman's shoulder and coating them both in blackness.