"Go fuck yourself."
*Smack, smack,* he kicked, she rocked – the eyelids fell; so she thought moments respace, cold water chilled her to the core. She shot upright, her wounds rejuvenated and attention veered into the distance, '-what happened?' she gulped, twisting her gaze.
"I healed you."
"Igna?"
"How goes it," he gave a friendly gesture, "-long time no see."
"Long time no see?" the confusion ceased, the pain of her memories crashed, her hands trembled, her feet shook, "-monster…" with a inhale as big as one taking a bite, "-Lixbin won't forgive you, Igna. You harmed a member of the heavenly Council, they will retaliate in kind-"
