[h3][color=7bcdc8]Roxas[/color][/h3]
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The elven woman gave a soft gasp as she essentially came back from the Shadows. Her gaze moved around quickly, assessing what was going on before she glanced to her arm. She saw the blood, meaning her wound on the Shadows had been real. She clicked her tongue lightly, fishing out a cloth and wiping her arm quickly. She didn't want her scent of blood to cause problems if there was such creatures. She stuffed the cloth back into her pocket.

Her gaze moved to Carnatia as she spoke, then to Vesemir as he ordered Gray and Engelbert to be front point. Seems they caused enough problems and needed to get going. The scream in the ever dark didn't cause any hesitation. She shifted, pulling her bow from her shoulder and gave a soft sigh. [color=7bcdc8]"I'm here and ready."[/color]