[b][color=#778da9]"Hells and damnation, I agree with you-"[/color][/b] Mirielle hissed through gritted teeth, slowly turning to the penitent. [b][color=#778da9]"...Amaris. Anyone capable of such cruelty are better off dead, you do not need to rub it in."[/color][/b]

The dull thuds of objects hitting the ground rang in the background, interspaced with the metallic scrape of Carmen's saber. Amaris was before her, dangerously available as a target to lash out to. Mirielle closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and counting to ten. By the time she reopened her eyes, her slipping self-control had reasserted and all the anger bottled within.

Ready to burst when, and only when, she met the devils responsible over the deaths.

[b][color=#778da9]"I- I apologize. I should not take this out on you."[/color][/b] She coughed awkwardly, averting her eyes and shuffling away to help Carmen with the remaining corpses. [b][color=#778da9]"Yes, you have a good point. Even if they're not directly involved they must know something, this spot is too close to their outpost for them to be completely unrelated... little Lin, is there anyone you recognize among these folks?"[/color][/b]