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"[I]No![/I]" Selan cried, tears spilling from her eyes immediately. She couldn't think, couldn't breathe, it was going to happen again, and at the cost of...

"You [i]bastard![/i]" Selan screamed, slapping Neil across the face as hard as she could, shoving him away from her. She didn't care if he ran her through with the katana right then and there, the anguish she felt now overwhelmed her enough to dispel any fear she felt towards him.

Neil took a step back, not even fazed by the increasingly reddening mark on his cheek. He still had a grin on his face, greatly amused by the reaction he had brought out of her. His fingers tensed around the hilt of the katana. "A bastard? You're acting like this is something new."

Selan ignored him, walking quickly past him, to see if there was anything she could do for Don.

Neil Hunter wasn't having it.

"... Ahh!" Selan shouted in pain, feeling herself being yanked backwards. Neil had seized her hair as close to the scalp as he could, digging his fingers in. "Let me go!" she screamed, reaching back to grab his hand with both of her own. Her eyes were still set on the motionless body of Crimson Justice, on the growing pool of blood.

"The guy's dead, it's over! This guy was no match, you saw it! And for what? For [i]you?[/i]" Neil hissed into her ear. His smile widened as he realized she was sobbing, and decided to twist the knife even further. "[I]You might as well have stabbed him yourself.[/i]"

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Standing by Mordie's side, Lisette listened to Dylan's words intently. She cocked her head to the side, trying to understand the confusing, contradictory statements he was making. Rescuing women? Estelle? Josette? She was protecting Mordie, wasn't she?

"Guilders...? Killing... But I don't... want to kill anyone..." Lisette mumbled, holding her head again. The throbbing pain intensified again, and the fuzzy memories were coming back into focus ever so slightly.

Mordie gently brushed her arm reassuringly, and her thoughts became a static-y jumble once again. Still, Lisette's frown remained, and she stepped back a little as Mordie whispered something into Lucien's ear. She couldn't hear what she was saying, but she was sure that she knew how to handle this.