<div align="center"><em>Rosetta is rescued by Clint...her scowling knight in bone armor. </em></div><br/>She had tried to scream again, but she ended up having to guard her face with her arms and crouch down. She'd managed to whack a good few of them, but eventually her stick snapped, and she was pathetically defenseless. She was essentially in a ball trying to pray when she sensed another's presence.<br/><br/>Rosetta looked up and saw an inky black shadow swirling and blocking her, and then squeaked in surprise as he hoisted her over his shoulder. She didn't fight it, though, and soon they were "safe" behind some make-shift morbid cage. Breathing hard, she looked at him and realized it was the boy that she'd been a bit smitten with in the pavilion. Still, she tried to look tough and spoke firmly.<br/><br/>"I was trying to find the lake, and I got lost. Daughters of Aphrodite aren't exactly known for their combat skills."<br/><br/>Her heart raced as she closed her eyes and slowly her hair went from tangled to smooth ringlets, as well as her skin cleaning itself. She still had cuts and bruises that were quite bad, but she wasn't going to mention them. Instead she made eye contact with Clint and tilted her head. Her eyes held the seductive sparkle, but her voice was innocent.<br/><br/>"Thank you for helping me."<br/><br/>She leaned forward without thinking and kissed his cheek in gratitude. However, she suddenly heard the birds leave them alone, and she was about ready to celebrate when she felt the rumble. Looking at the pile of earth, she grimaced when she saw the creature emerge.<br/><br/>"Ah eff...."<br/><br/>