Luna Ares
“What? How?” She took several steps back. “You are not supposed to be able to break free” she whispered “I should have known there was something wrong with you, when you could talk”
“Well, I got angry when I asked you to tell me your plans,” I said. “Your refusal gave me the strength to break free” I fired the arrow on her right shoulder. It was the dominant one.
Fiona grunted in pain, but tried not to show it even if her shoulders were bleeding unto her dress. She started to say some new incantations. She was really persistent.