Alister noticed Andrew’s outfit which was familiar to him. It was the same armor that the guards of the fighting ring wore. He didn’t press for information, but sat there and watch the newcomer. From the moment he walked in, Allister knew the man was a nuance. He wanted to kill him right then and there but decided to watch instead. 

He immediately regretted his decision when Andrew started talking to him. His blood started to boil the more the man talked. “ExcuIn a poof if smoke Valeria appears on Alister’s shoulder. She was sitting there using his head as a table to his annoyance. Even though she was physically there, she had no weight, as if she was nothing but air. “It’s not that I don't trust you more like I hate your gut. Us Fae never gets along. other than our own kind of course. And Al sweetie having a Dusk Fae with us would be very useful,” Valeria said sighing dramatically. 

With a flick of his wrist, his sword flew through the air piercing through Valeria’s head spraying blood everywhere. Suddenly weight returned to her body and she dropped dead on the floor. Dark crimson blood painted the ground red as it pooled around her body. “If you’re not useful that will be you Fae,” Alister said then left the room. 

Once he was gone Valeria lifeless body suddenly stood up, still with the sword nested in her head. With one hand she pulled the sword free and threw it in the ground. Her wounds slowly disappeared as well as all the blood on the ground. After a moment she was back to normal and the room returned to what it was before she died. 

“Fucking Bitch. Damn you never get used to dying,” Valeria said stretching. This wasn’t the first time she died and most of the time it was by Alister’s hand. “I’ll talk to him. And he’s not kidding boys so be careful byeeeee.” She disappeared from view and reappears on the roof of the building where Alister laid watching the stars. She sat beside him in silence as they both watch the sky.