[@Shadow Dragon][@MikkishtheLeprechaun][@knifeman][@Allycat]

Things seemed to be escalating quickly. One creature was pinned under the foot of another, and aggression levels were rising. They were both magical beings- there was nothing mundane about those auras. The one with the upper hand carried a scythe. Interesting choice of weapon- very demon hunter-like. She could respect the skill and experience required to properly wield one in battle, though she preferred the dual wield glaives herself.

When the fight finally kicked off properly, she decided to stay and watch. She quietly removed her pack and, setting it aside, freed her glaives, a precaution should the fight over flow into her general area. She didn't bother to attempt to hide. Though still well to the edge of the area, she stepped out into view, non-threatening, should someone deign to notice her and approach. Squatting down amidst the roots of the tree beside her, she rested the weapons across her knees, and leaned her elbows against the grips, letting her hands dangle, a relaxed pose. Though her dark lavender skin blended with the darkness of the forest, the glowing green traceries of her rune tattoos were visible. She even removed the blindfold- she didn't like those things anyway, they made her face itch- leaving her fel-flame eyes to glow green in the dark.

She watched with increasing interest as the fight ramped up in action.