Careful, AliceShe spun around so gracefully, her blade gleaming from the blood splattered across its surface. As the last eyepot fell to the ground dead, she slowed to a halt, regaining her breath.More Like This
Cheshire chuckled at her, "Care for some tea, love?"
"After that encounter? I'd rather eat paste."
He strode over to her, butting his head into her shoulder, indicating she could lean on him.
He walked her over to a slight ledge, helping her sit. Alice flinched as she moved, one of the eyepots having struck her quite viciously across her back when she was turning to attack her other foes.
"Alice, what's wrong?"
She clenched her teeth as the fabric of her dress brushed across the fresh wound.
He moved around to stand behind her, and paused for a moment, concentrating hard, feeling a rush of energy course through his veins, letting it drift through his every cell, pulling him, changing him. Cheshire shuddered, disliking the adjustment of limbs. He knelt next to Alice,