[b][center]Town Square
Andrea & Ceann,
Bomb aftermath.[/center][/b]

She blinked, looking at the shallow breathing face of the vampire she had fed too heal him... she had no idea why she had done, wait she recalled, to make him fight the other vampire. But instead of doing that, this one had... body blocked her to the ground and protected her from the debris of the exploding bomb? What madness possessed him to do such a foolish thing to do. With a grunt she lifted him up, noting he was indeed still clinging to live, a fool but a stubborn one who wants to live at that, she could respect that.

Groaning she got to her feet and looked around, she saw Ceann, struggling to get up but seemingly unable to do so. Eventually her bodyguard propped herself up against something and decided to sit up, she was in pain Andrea could see and she snorted, good, where was she? Some vampire wasn't meant to protect her, that was supposed to be Ceann's job and she had failed to do so, perhaps this injury of hers would teach her a lesson. She glanced down at the vampire who had saved her and cocked her head, she had already saved him once, clearly he did not value the gift of life she had provided to squander it away to save someone else, so why save him again?

She turned around, smirking as she went looking for the spider she had convinced to release itself from the yoke of that cursed vampire. She froze, eyes widening, she saw it, the body of the noble arachnid at least and what was more... one of the other queens blades... taking a knife to it. She opened her mouth, shocked and surprised at this desecration of a aspect of her goddess. This only lasted for a moment however and she let out a enraged scream and hurled a ball of fire at the other queens blade while also drawing her whip.

Ceann saw this happening and groaned, she knew traveling with a priestess was going to be more trouble than she could handle, she could not stand but she could still nock an arrow on her bow and pull it back to let loose, so with some difficulty she did just that, nocking an arrow but did not shoot, merely waiting if her mistress was getting into more trouble than she could handle. She actually hoped that perhaps one of the more able bodied queens blades could stop this... before her mistress killed another blade.