[color=yellow][h2][center]Lunalel Lightsword and Eith[/center][/h2][/color]

[color=yellow]"It's much appriciated Lyssa."[/color]  She took the rope and tied the would-be killer's arms behind her back with her wrists tied together.  She held on to the rest of the rope, waiting to tie her legs together once inside the Elder's house again. The Knightess stood the woman up but looked to Lyssa before leaving for the house.  [color=yellow]"I don't know how you feel, but I see self-conflict.  It's unsettling and I won't kill her. . . For now."[/color]  She made sure the woman heard that part.  One thing she could be sure of was that Luna was serious.  [color=yellow]"But you need to pull yourself together.  If you could though, look after Eith and Selvina.  I can handle this woman easily, bound as she is."[/color]  Luna went inside with her captive, tying her to a wooden chair, rahter tightly.  Luna herself sat opposite her, staring into her eyes.  The number one question Luna had was, [color=yellow]"Why did you attack us?"[/color]

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Eith easily forgot the pain of the knife and in a short time, forgot she was wounded at all.  Both her clothes and her flesh had mended.  Then Selvina embraced her, if not for a few seconds along with some words.  [color=red]"Don't worry.  Shellagh flesh is strong and heals quick.  Human flesh is weak and heals slow.  Any Shellagh would do that much for a comrade."[/color]  Eith ensured Selvina.  That said, Swordwoman was taking the knifewoman away.  Eith would have been content to ripping her throat out, but Swordwoman seemed to have other plans.  Honestly, it was a bit unsettling.  The woman had always seemed all smiles and happiness.  [color=red]"Caras, Swordwoman said it before. . . But never turn your back on an enemy.  Death is the one thing not even Shellagh can recover from.[/color]  The Shellagh requested, almost solemnly.