87- Smite them both! part 1

"Forseti he…"

"What about him?" Saoirse yelled, assuming a sideways stance, her ice sword drawn and her curves accentuating her figure. She looked about ready to cut his head off. The icy tip of the blade pierced his cheek, drawing a small bead of red.

And then the other nuscience arrived. "We are sorry!" Forseti exclaimed, bursting into the room to find Aksel at the end of Saoirse's sword. He gasping for air exhaustedly, immediately registering the position Aksel was in.

"Wait! Don't hurt him!" Forseti yelled.

But Saoirse didn't lower her weapon, "What is he doing screaming in the middle of the night then?!" She demanded, not taking her eyes off of aksel. "Some of us had a really long day!"

"We're sorry! I scared Aksel with my abilities," Forseti admitted between breaths. "He was bothering me, so I… I pretended I was going to smite him!"