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For just a moment, a small smirk of victory flickered across Vai's face. She didn't want to hurt Remi at all, but just as the alchemist embraced his predatory nature for the purposes of the training, so too did the huntress in Vai. The raccoon dropped from the branches and already she was drawing back another arrow - only to have the small, fuzzy creature become a target that was much easier to hit.
And much easier to be hit by.
As the lion lunged Vai swore and had to dance back a few steps. An instinctive force of will had a sharp gale whipping through the trees, Vai hoping to at least obscure Remi's vision if not push him off balance as she let the arrow loose with the wind.
And much easier to be hit by.
As the lion lunged Vai swore and had to dance back a few steps. An instinctive force of will had a sharp gale whipping through the trees, Vai hoping to at least obscure Remi's vision if not push him off balance as she let the arrow loose with the wind.
you can't take the gypsy out of that girl
