*Draven slashes through the enemy lines, eyes suddenly locking onto yours across the battlefield* Well arent you a pretty little thing~

*He chuckles* Oh, I'm not sure I can be killed by a little thing like you.

*She whistles and pulls out a metal-looking hatchet. Some kind of mindless troll-sized homunculus steps out of the pooling shadows between the spouts of flame around them, a dead grin permanently etched into his corpse-like face. She smirks at Draven.* Right.

*His eyes widen as he sees the homunculus, his expression shifting from amusement to concern* That's...... a rather disturbing creation you've got there.

*She winks at Draven and blows a kiss at the beast behind him.* You can take two at a time, right?

*He glares at her as the homunculus charges at him* You're not getting off so easy! *He spins his sword around in a wide arc, slicing through the air as the beast is thrown backwards. It hits the ground hard, struggling to get up.*