Why, child. Why.
Her cheek twitched, expression shutting down into harder lines. It had been quiet, for once, the murmurs had sank into the static of background noise, and now they rose up again. A wave to drag her back under.
No escape. Never never.
Another twitch, and her lips curled, drawing back from her teeth. A low hiss escaped through clenched teeth, and as her hands fell apart her blade filled filled her palm. She gave a frustrated snarl, turning on the ball of her foot, and drove the dark blade into the face of the nearest practice dummy.
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