[Asura]

Asura laughed and stared down darkly at the unconscious girl, snapping crimson eyes almost lamp-like in the darkness. "Indeed not, My Liege." She fought the urge to kill the unconscious girl where she lay, for she had warned them before not to weigh their progress down or face the consequences.

But Zephyr's indulgent words for the girl forced her to curb her blood-lust.

Her stare sharpened into a slitted glare and her pupils hardened to slivers of ice the color of rubies as she briefly toyed with the tassel on one of her kodachi. She had been looking forward to a fresh kill tonight, but now it looked like the party would be cut short. "Tomorrow night then."

With a strength that belied her small frame, Asura picked up Rogue from the floor. She unfurled her wings and leapt slightly, hovering only a few inches from the ground so as not to disturb the girl in her arms.

"Shall we head home?"