[h3][color=666fff]Alyona[/color][/h3]

[@Dezuel]

Alyona had blacked out - a single frame of black separated her from drowning in the vortex and waking on the cold ground. For a brief moment she thought she might have died. Unfortunately, it was not so. Even worse, the idiot in question was towering over her, asking something inane.

Alyona spit up water, hoping to catch the boy with it, but not quite putting enough strength into the movement to do so. "[color=666fff][b]Kids like me?[/b][/color]" She scoffed. "[color=666fff][b]Kids like [i]you[/i] belong at the gallows.[/b][/color]" Venom dripped from her words. She struggled to her knees, her clothing dripping wet, and a chill already settling in. "[b][color=666fff]Go ahead. Do whatever you came here to do.[/color][/b]" She spat once again in his direction.

She wasn't in a position to fight, but she wasn't going to beg for mercy either. The boy probably didn't know she spent all her money, nor that she never carried anything too valuable on her anyway. How could he know that everything she did invited disaster?