[i]As the slight smoke in the air faded into nothingness, Irina's face was revealed while it was contorted into a look of disturbance, but also of slight pity. She lowered the pistol slowly, but not before reloading it with a secondary silver ball, just in case.[/i] [i]The Vileblood woman then reached for the decorated brass sheath at her side, retrieving a long, sharpened steel and brass katana from it's metallic interior. The weapon was elegant and beautiful, crafted with skill only before seen in the forbidden country of Cainhurst. While the guard and handle were brass, a serrated knife protruded from the end of the weapon's hilt, although it looked as if it was separable. The weapon was a Rakuyo; the weapon of choice for a famed huntress long ago.[/i] [i]With the reveal of the weapon, Irina grasped it's handle with her right hand as her grip tightened on her Evelyn's grip, before she began to slowly approach what was once Lothran. She felt terrible for the man..but only one thing could be done for him at this point. A quick, painless death was what he deserved.[/i]