Aure pulled herself back out of her mind when the girl heard the voice of someone nearby, from the other side of the little statue and fountain.  In the darkness from the lack of torches she couldn’t really see anything but his form, so she was unable to recognize who he was.  The smell of the burnt leather tough, that was hard to miss, he must have been the one who she had heard earlier stomping on the said flaming torches.<br/><br/>She couldn’t help but smile a bit at all the complaints he was leveling at the damage.  He was sounding like a girl complaining about her shoes.  That bit of laughter took her mind off the thoughts that she had running through her mind, that she had killed people and how easy it was.  It was a good relief.<span style="color: Magenta">“At least that is all you need.  I think I need blood washed out of all my armor, I have no idea if it can be washed off.”</span>She said back for a moment before looking at the leather gloves she had on, and the dark patches that were the blood on them.<br/><br/>Those were the first things she removed before she turned toward the water of the small fountain.  The blood was completely unwanted on her skin, and she could swear she could feel it on her face and in her hair.  That caused a shiver to run down her spine for a moment, pushing her to dip her hands into the water before splashing the cool liquid over her face.  The normally clear water began to be marred by the dark red blood that was being rinsed off her white skin, and out of her ebony hair, especially when she poured some of the water over her head and splashed small amounts over her leather armor.<br/><br/><span style="color: Magenta">“Honestly…  I have no idea how long it will take… this is the first time I have ever seen any combat… even the slightest bit.  I don’t know how long these people will take to get back to normal if they ever will…”</span>she said for a moment, finally pulling her damp black hair over her left shoulder  in both of her hands, then began to wring it out.  Doing her best trying to to imagine the brute’s face that most of it belonged to, she watched the dark color of the blood spread.<span style="color: Magenta">“I don’t plan on sticking around that long though.”</span><br/><br/>As Aure finished talking, she hear then the loud talking from the leader and someone else.  Still in a slight daze herself, she did not recognize the owners of the voices, but she heard what they were saying.<span style="color: Magenta">“Do you hear what they are talking about?”</span>she asked, though already thinking that maybe she should get out of there before they began remembering the actual fighters from the little battle.<span style="color: Magenta">“Do you know what is going on? What are they talking about?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>