She would walk to the center of the road and stand there her back to the Tavern entrance. She would close her eyes drawing out both of the swords and holding them at the ready to her sides as her ears started listening to the people, the traffic, and the Tavern entrance waiting for the two to come out.
She didn't really want to be rude to them, but this would be a dangerous mission, and didn't want extra people getting hurt or in the way. At least that is what she was telling herself when her evironment shifted to emptiness. The people moving around her were gone. She felt a looming presence behind her, a dark and evil one. This however was familiar to her, as she felt it's cold, but hot hands wrap around hers holding the blades. Whispers now filled her mind as if it was talking directly to her. Her responses as well would be mental but, her mental mouth was moving as she spoke. Translating to the reality her lips would move as she spoke, like she was talking but it wouldn't be obvious.
"Kill, kill them all. all of them insects, feed me their blood"
"No, I am not they are innocent and there for not your food"
"there is no innocence especially in the bar, filled with whores and drunkars seeking to violate anything pretty crush any flower"
"they are not for me to judge unless act is aggressively in the open or levied against me"
The entity would push slightly on her arms to attempt to guide her to put the swords together "combine my prisons, let me run rampant and cleans the lands of the sins then. you will harold the glory for your sword. balance and ultimate judge of the people."
Resisting the pushing and encouragement, "We have been over this many times. I will not combine the swords, unless I have to. You will eat the souls and blood of the bad people who stand against me, no one else."
"the boy in the bar.."
"NO! this is only a spar to prove he is in over his head with good intentions I am not aiming for flood"
"I will feast"
She was ab