Nyx looked at the bodies one more time, and shook her head, "That will teach you," she smirked, "I am not who you think I am," she turned on her heels, walking away without a care in the world.
It did not matter if they came for her anymore, she would finish them off, she was tired of being referred to as a weakling. She would show them, she would show them.
She stopped to take in her surroundings, "This is not the way home," she held her head sighing. She turned on her heels, stepping on Vlad, and Maximum's bodies.
Taking another route, she sauntered all the way till she got to a pathway. A scent hit her nose, making her to pause.
"Archi?" She whipped her head to the side, but saw no one. Her heard began to pound in her rib cage, "He passed this place, where has he gone to? Back to Draven?" Her breath dragged, "Oh no," she swallowed the lump that was forming in her throat.