She'd hoped they'd be intimidated by her at least a little, but they did both lunge for her. Fortunately, the hit from the pale male was weak, but her shoulder blossomed in pain. She snarled at the darker male, though she wasn't sure how much of that was anger and how much of that was pain.
She swung her head around and lunged at the white male. She underestimated how much her shoulder hurt though and when she landed she snarled again. Her hit was weak, and she could definitely tell it didn't land how she was wanting or expecting it to.
She sucked in a breath, unsure of how she was going to get out of the situation now. She could feel the blood dribble a bit down her shoulder, and figured her best option after this would be to drop her goods and leave as fast as she could. She wouldn't make it back home with a bum shoulder carrying all the things she was.
"Helvete*," she cursed at the pair, backing away in an attempt to get out of another striking range.
*translation: go to hell
.:. Shadows of Africa - New Guild! .:.
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