Pain does things to you Muddles your judgement, weakens your common sense, clutches your strength That's your excuse anyway You barely react as you were dumped in front of her by her feet, a long, deep cut ran down your thigh exposed to her and a bullet wound through your upper arm After a moment Charlotte crouched down - cradling your jaw and turning your head to look at her. A small layer of black smoke surrounded her feet as she stared at you.

"who dared hurt what's mine" she growled