[i]As soon as the man had sliced at Violet's cheek, and the knightess saw blood dripping from the wound...[/i] [i]Anri lost control. Walking down the street that day, the knightess had minded her own business for a while, silently humming to herself before she saw the commotion between the man and Violet, her previous best friend and lover. She was having a good day, to clarify. She had a nice chat with Wayne, won a game of chess against Ren, and the sort. Of course, everything suddenly changed at the moment that the man assaulted Violet.[/i] "...[b]You son of a bitch!!"[/b] [i]Anri practically screamed at the top of her lungs at the man, burning red flames engulfing her armor and helm as her coiled sword suddenly formed with her right hand. She began approaching the man, enraged that he would assault Violet, of all people. She suddenly looked over at Violet before getting to close, speaking with a voice filled with anger.[/i] [b]"Get back. I'll handle this scumbag. And I don't want you to get hurt when I do so."[/b] [i]Anri's voice was filled with rage and venom, as if she would love nothing more than to beat the man's skull in. Well, that would have been too far. She would most likely hurt him very, very badly, if given the chance to do so.[/i]