The Guidance- OLD

[Sabatea]

Myra glared at the hunter, wincing slightly as she twisted her wrists in the chains, irritating the healing wounds.

[BlossomTail]

Drake glanced down at the keys on the hunters belt, and tried to snatch them quickly.

The hunter growled, feeling the keys move. Drake grabbed them quickly, and tried jerking away. He succeeded, and quickly put the keys into the lock for the chains, Myra's unstrapping. He was about to say something, before his eyes started to close, as a hunter was injecting liquid into him.

[Sabatea]

Myra wrenched herself away from the chair when she felt her chains loosen, whipping around to glare at the hunters, reaching for ehr pocket knife, unsure if it was still there or not.

[BlossomTail]

Drake fell limp in the hunters arms, and he dragged him back into the cage in the corner.

The hunters glared at her, and took out their own knives.

[Sabatea]

Myra carefully flicked her own out, watching them cautiously as she took a small step towards the glass cages.

[BlossomTail]

One hunter suddenly leaped at her, growling.

[Sabatea]

Myra quickly attempted to dodge him, slashing upwards with her knife.

[BlossomTail]

The hunter cried out, collapsing to the ground when his chest was slashed open. Another one took his place, grabbing her.

[Sabatea]

Myra hissed at him, kicking at him furiously, attempting to stab him quickly.

[BlossomTail]

The hunter grimaced when he felt a knife slice into him, and he let go of her, coughing.