Willow's eyes darted to the newcomer a shiver crawling down her spine. She was surprised at the immediate hatred towards the dark hole where it's face was located. She didn't like that darkness at all, it was so unnatural. The corner where she was standing grew lighter as she wrapped thin blankets of light around herself like protection, while she probed at the darkness carefully.
She kept her eyes on the newcomer as she left her corner, the light still wrapped around her like an aura, and went to take a place behind the bar. The least she could do was her job, she decided as she picked up a rag and started mindlessly wiping down the counter and taking used glasses to the kitchen to be washed. Once that was done, she stood, leaning back, and waited for someone to need a drink.
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