Elizabeth Parks
Elizabeth looked at the men in front of her, feigning innocence.
"Please...I'm running away. It's Amaury..." She begs, staring st them through bated lashes as tears begin to fall. She collapses to her knees in front of them.
"He...beats me." She explains, reaching into her stockings and pulling out her long knife, suddenly spinning out behind the men, severing their hamstrings and inhumanly soaring up to the nearest rooftop, dashing towards the red light district, hoping to lose the guardian. At least she had a lead now. But the man would have her scent. She flew from roof to roof, not looking behind her. Suddenly, she slammed into something, sending her skidding across the rooftop. It was a man, cloaked in black. What the hell? She smelt a rotting smell, attributing it to the Wraith. Were they near too? Yes, she could see a shadow fleeing to her left, a slight... cinnamon smell coming from within the corpse-like aroma. Another man was not far behind, also cloaked. And then, she could see the Guardian gliding across the rooftops from where she had came. Well fuck.
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