Upon reaching the town they spilt up once again. Although Anna hadn’t seen Corvo till the end of their previous battle she was happy to look into his blue eyes once again. The moon’s had passed and Anna didn’t have to worry about anything unnecessary. The shot she had taken to the shoulder caused enough damage to leave a scar. It didn’t matter to her though, Corvo was safe. She had protected him, she had manage to be in control, even if it was for a small moment. In her eyes, after years, it was progress. This battle wasn’t as exciting, although the gas mask did make it more difficult. The last fight made Anna realize how much she cared for Corvo, a man who was practically an ass to her. Although that didn’t seem to bother her. Perhaps spending months together helps with being able to ignore the witty remarks. Although the fact that she had destroyed his life and family constantly stabbed at her. After this final mission was over with she planned to tell him. Secretly the gypsy hoped he would let her live, but that was something that she was finding rather difficult to believe. There was the smallest bit of hope though.
Veering off a little too far from the town center Anna thought it would be a good idea to see if she could find a higher vantage point, perhaps take down some of the snipers. Rounding the corner of an alley she saw a group of men coming towards her, grabbing the revolver she aimed to shoot but stumbled forward as a bullet hit her in the back of her knee. Gritting her teeth she stood up and shot at the man who had slightly disabled her. His partners approached faster as she began taking down the large men, they acted like brainless pawns as they moved in to attack her. With her gun clicking empty and not enough time to reload she unsheathed her sword. Limping she was able to hold off the men for a bit, but they just kept coming.
A large force collided with Anna as she gasped for breath and was sent onto the pavement, a crack echoing through her ears as she screamed, a few of her ribs breaking. Wincing she pushed herself up slightly and reached for her sword. She was stopped as skin sizzled and pain burned around her neck, whimpering she coughed and choked as she was pulled back. While on her knees she managed to grab the chain and yank it off her burning skin, giving her some leeway to breath as smoke rose from her scorched derma. She gritted her teeth as she pulled on the chain some more. Behind her, four of the large men struggled against her in attempt to pull the chain back and weaken her. The leather gloves Anna wore were slowly beginning to burn through but that didn’t bother her, her hands were used to the burn. All knew was that she needed to get this chain off and that’s all she was focused on.
Slowly forcing herself up on two feet and ready to destroy the men she was yanked back as more men joined the ones trying to take her down. Her back scraped against the concrete as her head collided with the ground. An irritating ringing sound echoed through her ears as pain burst in her head. The men pulled her back, before she could attacked they were placing more silver on her. Her body growing weaker by the moment. She could hear and feel movement as her eyes fluttered and her body faded in and out of consciousness.
“Good job boys.” The familiar accent and voice entered the werewolf’s ears as she stirred but winced when her skin sizzled the sound making her shudder.
In the distance she heard another voice, an extremely familiar voice. It called out her name just as she muttered his in response. Guns fired, explosions echoed and Anna could feel moistness on her skin, the scent of the blood entering her nose. She managed to open her eyes momentarily, watching as Corvo shot men down and chased after them. Anna winced in her burning bonds as she tried to motion him to stay away. He probably couldn’t see from the distance he was at. Giving up the gypsy eventually faded out.