Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150904075152/@comment-25924729-20150914074416

(I wasn't thinking of a second fight, but since you brought it up, sure, why not?)

Vale stared wide eyed as her arm was enclosed in a blinding green light. When it faded, the wound was gone, muscles reconnected, bones healed. She tested the limb, smiling with glee like a child unboxing a gift on Christmas morning.

Laura stood up, preparing to leave. "So... We're done here. We'll just pack up our stuff and walk away, you can con-"

"No." The assassin's eyes suddenly filled with a cold intensity.

She gave a sharp whistle, and the roofs of buildings around the street bristled with snipers in white coats, aiming guns at the 3 Beaconites. Vale smirked and turned back to Azzie "You were wrong about one thing, i wasn't alone..." She waved a small transmittter which was hidden in her sling earlier.

Vale faced Laura. "You healed me, so i'll show you mercy. Walk away now, leave your team, and you can live."

"And my friends?"

"They're Huntsmen. They will die." Vale was already fantasizing about the execution. Her lifelong dream of killing a Huntsman was finally coming true.

Laura looked back at her teammates, then at the smiling girl before her. Both girls drew their weapons at the same time, the snipers jolted into action, and the street erupted in gunfire.