[@Sohtem][@Crossfire]

Eden had watched the entire thing with a calculated gaze. Her hand gripped the hilt of her blade with calming strength. "One, two, six, eight" every time she counted the chances there seemed to have been more than the last. "Two groups...two targets..." A click of her toung she rummaged through her bag, grabbing a wrap and covering her hand before gripping the blade again. She even nicks herself with the thing and she would end in a painfully long death. 

Eyes set on the leader she cursed at the sight of a new weapon. The thing was big, covering most of him and his allies but the more she studied the more she began to work everything out. She many not know how to make them, but the Reen sisters knew their way around weapons one way or another, Eden could already see soft spots, joints in the armour around his arm. 
Looking for cover spots that would lead her to the leader she was about to take off again only to hear the footsteps of another. With not a breath of hesitation she swung, her aim a bit over baring as it went right over his head. She was not trusting, and she was not having it. Bracing her arm she slammed it to pin his throat to the wall, turning her hand so that the dull edge was giving a deadly promise as she looked him up and down.

While Aurora was a kind little thing with freckles and pale skin, Eden seemed to be a shadow of the younger woman. Tanned skin that was decorated with scars, her mane starting to turn to dreads and her form made of muscle that looked to have tasted all that was the wasteland. The only thing that stayed the same was their eyes, while one was kind the other seemed to pierce, yet they were still that golden gaze.
Without a word she tried to get him to drop his weapon, a growl escaping her throat. He didn't seem to be one of the bandits, but she had not survived this long by being trusting. "You, never saw me"
Her voice was hoarse from ill use, something that seemed to be that of the gravel that she walked upon.