She huffed angrily rolling her eyes. She threw her assault rifle to the ground. She thrust her backpack off her shoulders.<br/>"You are nothing but a fucking coward Dagger, you hide from the inevitable!" She yelled at him, "I will be the end of you, mark my words."<br/><br/>She knelt down to her backpack, opening it. Her eyes shifting up often to watch her surroundings. She noticed that the werewolf had left, and merely let out a sigh of dissatisfaction.<span style="font-style: italic">damn...now I have to go find him again...no matter...</span>She smiled to herself,<span style="font-style: italic">I will kill him sooner or later as well.</span><br/><br/>Her hands dug deep into her back pack her arms almost absorbing inside. She began to stand, out of the backpack she pulled out a RPG7, her ultimate weapon.<br/>"Since bullets won't do, how about we see if this old thing will work," She taunted as she loaded a warhead onto the weapon, "I hope it entertains you, because you seem keen to play."<br/><br/>She searched for him again, whistling a melody by Tchaikovsky as she did so. Her eyes locked onto a shadow, her eyes focusing a bit more. She smiled seeing him.<br/>"This will be fun."<br/>She shot the rocket toward him, soon a explosion wavered the building he stood upon.<span style="font-style: italic">That had to have hit him!</span>she thought happily to herself,<span style="font-style: italic">I'd love to see if he survived that!</span><br/><br/>She put her bazooka back in her backpack, and replaced it with a grappling hook. She put her backpack back onto her shoulders. She shot to the building right next to the one the explosion impacted. Her feet soon touched the cold steel of the building.<br/><br/>Her magenta eyes looked around, her silver hair waved slightly with the wind. She reached her hand backward and reached into her backpack for her crossbow.