"And I in particular do not like it when people talk to me like that", Astrid said as she strode towards him, met his eyes with her own, trying to intimidate him.
"You do not get to tell me what to do, for I shall not bend to your whims", she hissed at him.
He seemed unfazed at her outburst, and those eyes were completely unpredictable to her, but seriously speaking, it had nothing to do with her. actually, why didn't I just leave, and where is my awareness of the prisoner on run.
"Vincent, we have cleared the area and the body of that feral has been deported for the autopsy. Oh, by the way, why is this young lass still here, don't tell me you have taken an interest into her.", A smiling youth emerged from the shadow.
I turned to give my attention to the intruder, who walked in without making a single sound as if he was a moving shadow, he had a slender contour, delicate feature, chocolate brown hair and bright amber eyes.
But, when I looked at his all-black attire, I really admired its chic design. It was specially modeled for hiding small but lethal weapons. And I appreciate its attempt to make it fit to wear for any kind of occasions. Other people won't be able to tell the difference that easily. Ah, I would really like to meet its designer.
"Okay Noah, we shall discuss it later. You can leave now." Vincent replied.
"Oh my bad, sorry I disturbed your good deeds, don't mind me... Bye lass, I will see you later. My name is Noah Kampbell."
"…", He really came and went like wind, she thought to herself…
But she took time this as an opportunity and without missing a beat, Astrid withdrew her dagger from her chest and aimed for his neck.
Vincent immediately dodged the attack, grasped her arm and ruthlessly punched her shoulder, accurately dislocating their joints to disarm her and shoved her towards ground.
Astrid held her injured arm and mustered a vortex of her mana energy around her and attacked him with its full force.
He again pushed it down with his own mana, but with an even greater force. she completely exhausted the last bit of her energy in protecting herself. A thin streak of blood flowed from corner of her mouth, this time the damage was internal.
"You really are very stubborn and weak. What is your name?", he asked her coldly.
Astrid pursed her lips and refused to answer him...
Vincent sighed as looked at the stubborn girl in front of him, she really wants to put up a fight in her condition. he wanted to leave her be...
However, he still awkwardly bent down, and picked up her wounded silhouette, which was still stubbornly trying to maintain her stance.
She lightly flinched at his touch but kept silent and closed her eyes, completely ignoring his presence. He carried her towards the spare wing room in the suite and laid her on bed.
She felt him casting a barrier around this suite, it completely trapped her in this room.
"As you would have heard earlier, I am Vincent Vildar. You can call me Vincent.", she heard him say.