"Tsk. Tsk, what a waste." Regina's eyes glittered and a smile took a place of the cold expression she had.
"Uh.. you..how could you... fight?" The maid, by now had collapsed on the floor and was lying in the middle of the blood pool. The red pool of her own stinking blood.
"Why could I not know fighting hmm?" Asked Regina in a dramatic squeaky voice trying to walk away from the wall and make her way to the other side.
The maid was surprisingly strong to be able to talk even when she had lost so much of her blood. Regina looked down at her helpless body, and glared at the blood that was perhaps a result of the organ damaged inside her.
She almost sat down next to the half dead body of the maid and slid her hand on the soft and pale skin of maid. It was untainted by all the blood around her, as it seemed.
