Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160209062713/@comment-25924729-20161019141400

Her enemy had Vale firmly pinned facefirst to the ground, weapon arm twisted painfully at her back in a way that fully immobilized the limb. She couldn't risk moving, else she snap her own arm. Still, she did everything she could to break free, clawing at ankles, legs, belly... Anything she could reach in a desperate attempt to make him let go! ---

Her senses gradually returned, allowing Daphne to get her bearings and calm down a bit. Though her body was still tensed up, and the pounding in her head lingered, disorienting the maid, she stopped struggling enough for Opal to work. She managed to catch the last bit of their conversation, and struggled to warn the mother and son.

"...Vale... help... she'll kill him..." she croaked weakly.

She wasn't sure who to be worried for in this case. Knowing Vale, she wouldn't hesitate to tear out Sienna's throat. That is, if the underboss didn't get her first, and who knows what he'd do to her friend, even if it was self defense. Either way, the fight had to end fast, before anyone got seriously hurt.