<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s1350.photobucket.com/user/darkmoonside/media/rayne_zps370781cf.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i1350.photobucket.com/albums/p776/darkmoonside/rayne_zps370781cf.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;">Rayne took out a cloth a wipe off his hands on it, "Holy number, a group of elite hunters that is said to be Gods choice 7. They said they were gifted with the ablities to see aura and to tell truth from lie as well so call cleanized the souls of the damned. Each one have a special blessed weapon and from what it looks like you came across number III. She actually really deadly with those guns. Surprised you only got a small wound like that." He said to her. He put his hands behind his head "I wouldn't go home if I was you. She most likely already there waiting for you to come home, Oh and witch next time you want to lie to a hunter you might not want to flash those pretty voleit eyes of yours that a dead give away. A person who naive to magic wouldn't have that glow to them." he said to her he let out a yawn and walked over to her and grabbed her wrist, pulling her along. "Come on your staying with me if you want to live and continue to do your practice of your magic." he said to her as he pulled her out of the warehouse.</div>