Isadora stammers at the peak of a mind fuck, "I... I…" "If I was a second late it would be you in his position now if not much worse! Do you understand what that means?!" Vincent groans in frustration. Shaken, Isadora's eyes become heavy in tears, "I know alright! I ALMOST DIED!" She screams, with a dull lump in her throat choking her spirit. "I. Almost. Died. Again." She repeats in a cold, soulless whisper. Again? Vincent is taken aback by Isadora's countenance. There was a sudden dull pain in his heart from just looking at her. This might be the first time he has witnessed Isadora's pure emotion, a mood that is vastly different from the pretentious one she executes 24/7. It was filled with boundless despair, helplessness, and agony, emitted from her spirit. Alas, it disappears just as suddenly as it came, as Isadora soon springs up on her feet with a mask of relief. Vincent wasn't one to be fooled though. If this he has just experienced was only a glimpse of her true self… ju

The Next Day - Morning "Hey, Sienna!" Felicity calls out with a wave, to Sienna who passes by her quarters.Sienna changes course to Felicity. She doesn't speak until she is directly in front of her, "Goodmorning.""Morning." Felicity responds with a smile so innocent, Sienna had zero will to fight back a smile of her own.She wondered what Felicity wanted, it isn't her habit to call her like this."Are you alright now?" Felicity inquires."What do you mean?""I noticed you've been on edge since yesterday, but I didn't have the time to ask." Felicity explains.Sienna looked surprised. Was it that obvious?"I… um…" She formulates an excuse, "I just don't like it when the presence of anything is a threat to Lord Vincent."Felicity sighed, "Yeah. Yesterday was pretty tough, not how I expected to end the day."Sienna nodded. She wasn't referring to what had happened in Inizio though, she knew quite well no one as weak as those men could be any threat to Vincent."If I knew such would hap

5 Days Later Vincent's shadow is cast over Isadora who was currently keeling on all fours in the dust, her back arches up and down ever so slightly as she catches her breath. She grimaces at the sight of several drops of sweat falling from her forehead into the sand. "You are still unable to land a single strike on me." Vincent's frigid voice only added to her stress. Isadora staggers up to her feet, gritting her teeth, "Let's go again…." She forms a rigid fight stance, "... I believe I won't lose again." She doesn't give up, Vincents muses. He smirks, "Saying that for the fifteenth time in a row doesn't guarantee your success." Isadora says nothing to that and only charges towards him. In quick successions, she delivers several punches towards Vincent's face, ones he easily maneuvers himself out of. It's like he could see all through Isadora's moves before she can make them. Successfully saturating his focus with her punches, Isadora sweep kicks Vincent but just before he falte

"To maintain such false bravado in front of us all… woman you are really a descendant of your father," The sixth elder spoke too casually, "What's your name woman?!" Once again Isadora moved not an inch in response to his words but hidden out of sight, her fists clenched in anger. Why do they always compare her to her father? The silence this time was deafening "It's only one miserable bitch why is this taking so long, master?!" One of the women around kissed her teeth, doused in jealousy. Quick to regret her outburst she quickly held her lips over her mouth, but it was too late. Everyone heard... The atmosphere suddenly became frigid, "Sixth elder, it seems that tramp of yours has gone mad. Perhaps you forgot to put a leash on it?" Vincent thundered. "Please… I didn't mean to speak out of turn…" A soft thud is heard as the woman immediately falls to her knees, weeping… shivering, and begging anyone who could hear her out. "Please…. don't…" Bang! Isadora's body jolted to th

"I'm your opponent! How dare you negotiate in my presence. Do you think I'd just stand around till you finish your little chat?!"Isadora lands a powerful kick right to the side of the third's head, the impact sends him straight to the ground.She skips right over, on the offensive, and charges at the one much too relaxed for comfort. He easily evades her attack.Just because they can't possibly fight together due to the rules, doesn't mean she can't attack both.Isadora groans, "The latter might be a musclehead idiot but using him as a scapegoat to evaluate my strengths for you to plan against… Do you think I'd let you do that?"His eyes widened from her accurate assumption.Isadora grits her teeth, now standing between the two, "I'm enough to take on both of you!"The seventh sighed, drawing two daggers from his side, "You really should keep your mouth shut."The third stood up from the floor as the latter spoke, "One on one?… maybe you had a chance. But against the two of us?..."H