Acelline shakes her head at his words, setting her jaw slightly. She couldn't stand to see either of them hurt and there was no way she could hurt them herself. At the moment it was taking all her self control to keep from stepping into their little tight and stopping it.
Terrance scoffs a little at his words, lunging forward again. She kept the pace rapid and graceful; she resembled her mother much more in her fighting, she moved nearly exactly the same way with the same pace and strike pattern. "You can't hurt me anyway. I don't feel pain in this state of mind." The young looking vampire says between strikes, though she doesn't explain what state of mind she was in.

















