Red grinned wide in amusement before snickering at the two standing tensely before her. The one male trying in vain to talk this ill-tempered woman down and Red knew from the start that such words would not sate that one. Even though ire radiated from that abrasive woman so easily, there were always painful reasons behind such behavior. The red thief took this possibility into account but whether the woman actually dwelled in torment or not would not sway Red’s demeanor so easily. Her threatening words to smite them all were brazenly droll and if she did manage to follow through with success, well, that would be especially worthy of respect. 

[b]“Admirable try white knight but I think your words fell on deaf ears--and yours too.”[/b] She said to both men while casting glances between them. [b]“For pity’s sake, you would deny this woman the fight she seeks? Where is your chivalry?”[/b] Words were said with that signature smirk of hers. 
 
Crouching a bit low in a defensive stance fingers gripped edges of two throwing daggers, with a brisk motion two blades were thrown toward the neck of the woman with raven hair. These were not meant as killing blows in the slightest but simply a warning that further aggression would be met with confrontation, if that is what she truly wanted. While Red threw those daggers a free hand reached behind to clasp Ad Mortem twin brother’s handle and free it of its sheath. Inside a ancient tomb there had been two semi-identical short shorts resting beside the dark knight’s side, and she took them both. The true Ad Mortem had never been used since after her family’s infliction perhaps out of respect. Without hesitation she readied for any incoming attack, wondering all the while when this woman would come to her senses.