As Iraleth points her sword towards the imp and light pierces through the darkness, Hildegunde points her rifle at the shadow-imp - she would not allow it to grow cocky at the diversion of attention and try something funny. Her eyes burn with a flurry of emotions, fierce at Ciara's and molten hot at Iraleth's. Lines were being crossed and Hildegunde was becoming more and more frustrated with these two by the hour. 

[color=007236][b]"Excuse you? [i]Put her down?[/i] I am not burying another body in the fucking woods,"[/b][/color] she tells Iraleth, too wired up to realize what she had let slip. 

[color=007236][b]"And you - I don't know what kind of answers you're looking for, but are you that desperate to endanger yourself and others for answers you may not even get - answers that surely have leads elsewhere? Is it worth biting the hands of those who [i]want [/i]to put faith in you?"[/b][/color]

She sucks air in through barred teeth. Stupid. These girls are so stupid. She is so thankful towards them, and yet they are so incredibly stupid.

[b][color=007236]"Why do you two [i]insist [/i]on seeing enemies in each other? Our aggressor is right here,"[/color][/b] she reminds them, poking the imp with her gun.