Still fuming from being called short, when she clearly wasn't, definitely, damn stupid tall people being so tall and stupid, Elizstrazia paused for a moment when the maid who had initially elected to refer to her as such decided to ask her about why she was helping.

"Because it wa-"

She didn't have a chance to complete her answer. There was a distant crack of gunfire, and then something hot grazed her cheek, sent spiraling off in another direction from the impact.

It hurt. While it didn't manage to injure her, it still marred her skin with a smear, and it still stung. The impact had caused her head to snap sideways, and she stumbled slightly to the side before managing to catch herself with one bare, clawed foot.

"..."

The one who had shot her was already approaching, having come down from her perch. She was drawing a sword.

"... Okay. I see how it is. I get it."

Her hands clenched tight as she slammed her foot down, her crimson eyes burning. From her back a pair of draconic wings erupted, thin membranes stretched between the fingers that composed them.

Elizstrazia reasoned, simply, that killing someone who opposed her contract with Livia openly enough to attack her was simply defending herself. Simply defending Livia's investment in her. Thus, no-one could complain when-

"[i]I'm going to spill your guts out all over the floor you bitch![/i]"

-she took action.

Leaning forward, with one foot sliding back into position, her claws gleamed as she prepared to lunge forward...!

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