The girl moved a second later.
One moment, she was standing atop a slain monster, and the next, she was right in front of them with her longsword midair.
CLANG!
Damon's sword met hers with a practised ease.
'She's fast,' he noted. She was genuinely fast, the kind that came from ability rather than just pure stats, the kind that would have ended most fights before they started.
Unfortunately for her, this wasn't one of those fights.
Damon stepped between the shadows and reappeared quickly behind her. He struck the guard of her sword before she could react, then with one swift motion, he grabbed her wrist with his free hand and threw her over his shoulder, knocking the air out of her lungs from the impact.
"Flinch, and I'll reunite you with your little friend over there", Damon said as the blade of his weapon pressed tightly against her neck, promising to send her to wherever the monster she killed was if she moved a muscle.
