"She's dead."
Finally. It had been so very long.
The light had faded from the mutilated corpse in front of her. Lumielle let out a slight laugh, the sound was short, "Truly?" She asked sarcastically, "You could have maybe stabbed her one more time?"
The ruthless amount of times Jenoix had stabbed her only to heal her wounds had almost been enough to bore her. He was saturated in blood though, so much so that his eyes looked like two red droplets. Only the whites of his eyes could be seen as he reached out to touch her.
Lumielle took a step back, "You're dirty."
"Don't I get a little bit of gratitude? I did your dirty work."
