>>Karma<<
Karma walked slowly to where Pawn and Akuro were. She wiped respiration from her forehead and tossed her hair. She leaned onto the tree, sliding down to the ground. She sighed, exhausted. She looked at Akuro as she sheathed her sword, "You're really talented," she complimented him. She then inspected a wound in her arm where a monster had injured her. It was bleeding profusely, cascading down her arm. She winced and but her lip as she looked away. "Damn." She cursed under her breath, quietly as she bit her lip from the pain. She took off the mask for a breath of fresh air.