A Deadly Mistake

Pissed off would be the understatement of the fucking millennia to describe what Mara was feeling at the moment. She was weak. Weak! It was absolutely disgusting. Gods, she had been an empress, respected and feared as a legend across six kingdoms, and yet, here she was. Some unknown world where her magic was gone, her power was gone, and her fucking patience was completely gone. Hells, she was one of the best damn assassins in the world and even that was gone, as she felt slower here, more predictable in combat and sometimes behavior. The woman stalked towards the Underground, her red cloak trailing at her heels, as she moved with a stare of pure ice. Oh, fucking wonderful. It seemed that she couldn’t even be alone in her misery, as she watched a girl make fire chase after a little creature. “Enjoy harassing little creatures?” She spat, a harsh frown on her face. She wasn’t really thinking today. The heat was getting to her head, having hailed from somewhere much colder. Either way, it wasn’t a good day to catch the woman on. Mara Build an Empire Leave a Legacy