This was definitely not going to plan.

They were supposed to be going straight to the treasury. In, take whatever they could, then get out. Already, the plan had spiralled out of control. Leo and Lamia were surrounded, barely able to keep up.

What was a bigger problem for Lamia however, wasn't the sheer number of attackers, but the fact that she couldn't hear them. She could feel their disturbances in the air, or hear their breathing or even their heartbeats.

For once in her life, Lamia Oscissor was well and truly fighting blind.

She had a hunch. She always had a hunch. Her hunch was currently based on the fact that she knew nothing of her attackers. She was given no insight into their minds, she couldn't sense them at all, the only reason she even knew she wasn't fighting the air was because she could feel her knives tearing through flesh. It was almost as if they weren't even alive.

Which was her hunch.

Lamia knew little about necromancy, it was something she would have to ask Mirai about if they got out of this alive. Well, if Mirai got out alive anyway. Lamia had seen her death hundreds of times, and it wasn't here. She would know when it was her time. That was the problem with clairvoyance. She knew exactly how she was going to die. She could never change how she died. With others, she could. She had. Changed a person's death, that was. Of course, there were two ways she had done that - through saving them or through killing them prematurely. Other than the five in their... was it a team? She supposed it was. Other than the five in their team, the only deaths she had changed were by causing them to die early.

She had nearly killed 3 of the people in the team too though.

Including Leo, who she was currently fighting with instead of against.

That had been a weird night.

She couldn't even remember where it was. Seeing into the future not only stole her vision of the present, but her recollection of the past. She remember the events pretty clearly though.

Many presumed she was a heartless killer. That was partially because she was, to some extent. In the times leading up to her meeting Leo and Kaden and Mirai and Faye, she had however been focused in her targets. She was no longer killing whenever, wherever, whoever. She started targeting officials, members of the Association who were ruining the country. That was how she had encountered them.

They'd had the same target.

Mirai had been there first. By the looks of things, she had flirted her way into the man's chambers. She was good, but she did have an advantage, with being half succubus. She must have drugged the man, because he had been unconscious when Lamia had arrived, climbing through the window. There had been a moment. A moment when Lamia could feel the eyes on her, could hear the increased beating of a panicked heart, but other than that, stillness.

Lamia had moved first. She knew nothing about Mirai then, except that she was about to steal her target, and she was a fucking succubus.

Not that Lamia had a thing against succubi. She has just wished they didn't exist. She didn't feel that way anymore, not after becoming friends with Mirai. She almost laughed then, despite the people (?) trying to kill her. Friends. It was such a strange thought, that she had friends now. People who she had a strong emotional attachment too. People she wouldn't just kill for, she would end up dying for.

She'd known since she'd joined the group. She would die for these people.

That night, she had nearly killed Mirai. If she hadn't been interrupted by Leo and Faye, she would have definitely done so.

Then Mirai had lied.

Other than Mirai and Lamia, nobody actually knew what had occurred that night. Mirai had told Leo and Faye that Lamia had also come to kill the man. Lamia no longer knew his name.

She had said that the man had attacked her, and that Lamia had knocked him out.

It had been complete bullshit.

Lamia had then proceeded to threaten both Leo and Faye, saying that she would kill them. She didn't.

She ended up healing Mirai, despite everything her mind told her. She HEALED the girl who belonged to that damned race of demon. She healed her, and killed the man, and left with her.

Lamia was so glad she had now. At the time, she regretted it, but now...

It was easily the best decision of her life.

Other than leaving home.

She was brought back to the now by something slicing the flesh on her upper arm. She hissed in pain, and brought her knives around her. She felt them connect with the person, and felt the body fall to the floor.

"Lamia, they aren't dying! They're just getting back up. What the fuck?" Leo's voice was filled with panic, and Lamia understood why as soon as she heard the scraping of metal on the stone floor. He was running out of the strength he relied on to wield his weapon.

It was a huge weapon, his sword. Lamia hadn't ever seen it in visions, but she could tell it was a mighty thing. She had no idea how he had the strength. To be honest, it seemed more like the kind of weapon his more violent seeming brother would use. Lamia had been surprised to learn that whilst Leo used this sword, Kaden relied on throwing knives and agility in the weapon department.

Usually he just burned things though. That was always the easier option for him.

"It must be necromancy. We have to ask Mirai about this shit," Lamia replied, sheathing her knives and starting to just fight bare handed. Lamia knew a lot about a lot of things, however sorcery was Mirai's speciality. She was, after all, a sorceress.

Lamia did know a little bit about necromancy. She had seen it before. A vision. It hadn't been a small one, it had been one of the major prophecies that was written about all around the world for hundreds of years. She had only ever had one, and she didn't exactly wish to ever go through it again. It had been terrifying, and had caused her a lot of physical pain, as well as psychological damage.

Maybe that was why she was like she was.

Right now was not the time to think of this. Her leg connected with a chest, but as she pulled it away, something clasped around it. Cold. Cold, icy, panic spreading down her leg. She yanked away hard, but it didn't let go, until she heard the swing of Leo's sword, and it connected with something right before her. It let go of her leg then.

"Leo, you can blast them right? Please say you can blast them because we cannot stay here," she tried to stop the panic creeping up her throat, but she couldn't, and her voice came out shaky. Leo must have been surprised, because it took him a moment to respond.

"Got it." Lamia heard him sheath the sword, and she could feel it.

Raw magic was dangerous, uncontrollable, yet Leo could control it.

Leo was dangerous too.

He grabbed her wrist, and then they were running through the pathway he had created. Just as they were clear, Lamia heard something. A yell.

"Kaden?"

"We have to keep going Lamia! He's with Hollye, he'll be fine!"

Lamia hoped so.

She wasn't religious, but she hoped to God that Kaden was going to be fine.