[Recilps.Eugor]

Radia quirked a brow, eyes locked on the Werewolf. She chuckled a bit and pressed closer. "I forget that you don't know who I am..." She tangled her fingers in his hair before speaking again. "I'm a fucking Queen, and I always get what I want..." She leaned him, whispering against his ear. "Always..."

It wasn't long before the odd movements threw her off, and she grabbed a tight hold of the chain, pulling the wolf to her. She then turned to watch the scene, a somewhat satisfied grin on her face. "Where is she, you old crazy bastard?" She knew they were looking for none other than: her. Or... she assumed. She was the most wanted, in a sense. She reveled in it, to be honest.

The fight unfurled before her, but worry did not cross her features, not once. She knew what Vincent was capable of. She knew all to well. Not only was he known for being a beast in the sheets, he was a beast on the streets. Although combat was usually avoided, there were occasions where it could not be, and Vincent always seemed to be ready and willing to get his hands dirty.

She watched as he finished and turned his gaze towards them, speaking again. "I see... well... I suppose we've wasted enough time here. We should leave, and get my new pet acquainted to his new home..." She turned towards the were before turning back to glance at Vincent. She approached him and ran an elegant finger across his jawline. "Vincent, are they after me...?" She questioned, and she was sure he knew she was referring to the bodies scattered about their feet.