[center][h2][color=00aeef]Nyx Nebula[/color][/h2][/center][hr]
"I cannot be destroyed! You are all damned!" The thought reverberated through Nyx's mind. This on top of the red-eyed people? How was she supposed to-

[color=92278f][i]Fight! Bite! Tear! Strong, strong, strong![/i][/color]
[color=ed1c24][i]Hate to agree, but that's right. We're going to have to fight our way out of here.[/i][/color]
[color=00aeef][i]But I don't want to kill anyone![/i][/color]

It was about the time she thought this that she saw one of the red-eyed people bash its way through a nearby wall.

[color=92278f][i]BITE! Strong foe![/i][/color]
[color=fff200][i]I don't think you have to worry about killing these things.[/i][/color]
[color=ed1c24][i]Good point. I doubt that sword of yours will be enough to kill these people anyway.[/i][/color]

Nyx felt herself go limp. She was in way over her depth here, and if she did accidentally kill someone, she'd never be able to get past it, she knew. 

[color=ed1c24][i]You need to grow up. If you want to survive, you might have to kill something. That's part of life. Something has to die for another to live, it can be as simple as eating. Something died for you to live. So fight back![/i][/color]
[color=fff200][i]Be that as it may, fighting is different. The only ones who should kill are those who are prepared to be killed. And our host doesn't fit that category.[/i][/color]

Nyx was struggling to breathe as these thoughts raced through her. She tried to grasp at the hilt of her sword, but couldn't get a grip on it.

[color=ed1c24][i]Screw this.[/i][/color] At that moment, the voice that declared itself 'Archer' took control of Nyx's body once more, taking advantage of her muddled mind to do so.

[color=ed1c24]"[/color][color=00aeef]He who runs away and doesn't fight, runs away first![/color][color=ed1c24]"[/color] Nyx heard herself say before feeling her body run far beyond her top speed up the nearest stairs to the next level above her. 

[color=00aeef][i]Wh-what are you doing!?[/i][/color]
[color=ed1c24][i]Saving your ass![/i][/color]

When they finally arrived at the highest level of the convention center Archer, as Nyx, scanned the area below to get a grasp of the situation. 

[color=00aeef][i]H-hey, maybe we can talk to them? Or the others might be able to-[/i][/color]
[color=ed1c24][i]You've been wanting to fight people recently, right? So you don't want to kill them, fine. But now that you're finally given a fight you're cowering? You need. To grow. Up.[/i][/color]

With that, Nyx found herself holding a much more impressive bow than the fake one Archer had shot at Lucian, and she felt her body obeying her again. 

[color=ed1c24][i]Now focus. I'll handle the arrows, you just aim and fire. If you want to survive, you have to fight. And if you want to avoid killing anyone, you'll just have to be stronger. Now get to work![/i][/color]

Nyx gulped down a deep breath of air, and pulled the string of her bow back experimentally. As she did, she thought back to when she was in middle school and they taught archery in a gym class. She was lost a moment in reminiscence, and when she focused on the present again she found that an arrow was notched on her bow. 

She looked down at the floor below and towards one of the red-eyed people -- how was she able to tell that they had red eyes? She could never see that well before, she had to be well beyond 20/20 vision at this point -- that was approaching the other girl who had been in the Expanse with her.
 
[color=fff200][i]Breathe in.[/i][/color] She did.

[color=fff200][i]Breathe out.[/i][/color] She did.

[color=ed1c24][i]And show them hell.[/i][/color]

She let loose the arrow at speeds that left behind a burst of air around her straight into the leg of the would-be attacker. As she was knocked down by the force of loosing the arrow, she had a single thought in mind: hopefully that girl would be able to react in time now.