[h1][b][i][color=FF9A4F][center]Leah Jordan[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ktEJkOK.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=FF9A4F][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hedge Maze > AA
[color=FF9A4F][b]Gear[/b][/color]: A bloodstained dress and a sword
[color=FF9A4F][b]Skills[/b][/color]: 
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It was undeniably impressive that Sabine was able to completely shut Marrok’s behavior. In another time and place he would’ve been a compelling ally to have knowing how fucked up things could get around the school. But Sabine’s words fell on deaf ears, because Leah had already left the ground by the time Sabine made her move. And in the time she took to tell Leah not to harm Marrok, she descended upon him like a landslide, burying her sword in his skull and killing him on the spot. The sword was one with her in that moment, as if she had always been a master of the blade. It was simply too fast for her to be stopped.

Marrok went up in smoke, but at least he died at peace.

Their surroundings changed, and they were back in AA. But it wasn’t quite as victorious as she thought, because the beast was right there, his body laid out on the ground cold and dead. They did what they came to do, but it could’ve been different.

Leah looked at the corpse, a twinge of guilt fixed on her face. Leah just killed what was basically a dog. Did werewolves count as dogs? [color=ff9a4f]”…Sabine? Are you alright?”[/color] It wasn’t the first time she had killed, or rather, wasn’t the first time she [i]thought[/i] she had killed. But still… It didn’t feel right. It was too easy, and not quite the same as killing an abuser.

[color=ff9a4f]”Are you hurt?”[/color]