[Sugar]

Weilding an ax, she runs into the battle, ready to kill. A while of assasinating later, She thinks she's done, but, she was wrong. One soldier who she thought dead, slowly stood up. He looked her in the eyes and said, "Ready to die?"

Vox won't stand this. She stands up straight and darts toward him. He dodges her attack. "Tired?" He says, acting snotty. "Not even close." She remarks, and dashes toward him once more, thrusting her ax in front of herself. The soldier spins around at just the right time and steps out of the way. His side gets a slight cut, but he barley even notices. The soldier swings his own sword and Vox jumps out of the way. "Tired?" She mocked. He glared at her. Hah, an oppritunity. She thinks to herself and sstabs him right in the stomach, knocking him over on his side. She raises her ax to deliver the final blow. The soldier looks innocently at her, but she won't give in. She gives the final blow as an ear-peircing screech sounds from below her.

She looks at the deserted feild that she'd been standing in Well, the jobs done. She thinks and stabs her bloody ax into the red- stained ground, marking her conquest.