09-23-2008, 03:57 PM
The war leader, who had remained silent all this time, moved now with a grace that defied her appearance. She parried the right hook gently, leading Hunter's face into her elbow. At the very same time, The Queen had drawn her bastard sword and was getting ready to run Hunter through with it. She and her War leader were both used to fight with and around each other so even in these close quarters, they were confident that they would not hit each other, or anything else that was not Hunter.
