The increased security was quick to show up, mixed in with some of her comrades… her… old… comrades. No, they could no longer hold that title any more. They were after her head, and while they did pause in response to seeing Eden being the one causing the chaos, giving time for the other to take them out, there was a glance between them, as if any other match. There was no regret between them.

After the other scrounged up some swords from their persons, Eden took the small broadsword that was tossed to her. It was so light… So flimsy… Swinging it against the wall with her regular strength, she shattered the blade like glass, shaking her head as the grip slipped out of her hand. It did not have the durability for her to properly use… There was one that did, an old weapon that was often seen as more of a joke for others to wield, but to her, it was a perfect fit. It would be locked away with the other weapons, and she would need to find it.

Hearing the groan of one of them starting to gain consciousness, Eden responded with a swift kick to the head into the wall, silencing him quickly before proceeding forther into the tunnels, further away from what could be an exit. She needed to find her weapon.

And with it, crush her target.

Vinsue just shook her head. She knew it was flimsy she just thought it would get her by tell she found something that would work. Fighting the way was rather easy with her abilities though the other had no magic or ability that Vinsue could since. She followed the girl with a ball of electricity in her hand, Ready to shoot it at any pursuers.

She had come to watch the fights, her eyes glittering underneath her hood as she watched the fighters go at each other like animals. It was ironic seeing as she herself was a were-creature herself, animal parts and all. They maimed each other, or simply became to exhausted to continue, it almost was boring and the fans were borderline obnoxious.They were noisy and no death was occurring, two things she hated. She had left after the first few fights, thinking it would be far more entertaining to try and buy some of them and hunt them down for sport later. Their freedom if they manage to avoid her for more than three days in the wilderness or death if they fail. It was a fun game, sometimes she won, sometimes she lost, but either way she was able to make a heck of a fun time out of it. She grinned, fangs gleaming behind her lips as she snuck around the arena, making it to the housing area when a commotion had already started.She peered about, her emerald cloak draped over top her head hiding her identity. A price on the heads of whoever helped the people escape, she had two or three choices. First choice, help out the guards and gain herself some heavy coin with a hunt of two or more people to kill. Second choice, help the escapees and find out their worth later with the challenge of being hunted down. Third option, let the rest of the fighters free and escape with nothing. She was liking the second option, a hunt upon herself, with the threat of death looming over her. Enemies to slay and people to keep for herself, fun to be had. She raced forward, fan blades slicing through a guards neck with her choice being made. Blood now tainted her weapons and she felt bloodlust creep through her veins like a wildfire. Soft laughter escaped her lips as she gave chase, unsure of what on earth the escapees looked like.

By the time she had caught up to who she had started to think were the escapees (mostly due to the guards obnoxious shouting and pointing) she had handled about five guards who didn't last long against her fan blades. She felt no need to draw her broadsword, it was not built for speed and she mainly used it to deal with monsters and ghouls. She found what looked to be a tiger woman and another white colored woman woman with weapons brandished. She saw the shattered pieces of sword on the ground and looked at the tiger woman, a grin coming to her features. She knew that they were more than likely looking for weapons, and now it was time for some fun to be had. She ran towards them, making sure she could be heard before speaking. Her arms dropped, lowering her blades as a sign to show that she was friendly to them, and ally being hunted.

"I'm a friend, looking for your weapons? I can help take out the guards as you two search for the armory."

Her crimson robes bore blood stains, the slight differences in shade barely visible, but the wet shine to the differences in color gave away what truly cloaked her. Her green hood wasn't as spotted with blood, but it could still be seen. She didn't care to much about those stains, after all, she often bought dyes to wash and redye her clothing in order to remain unknown as a killer. She would then brandish her fans, as if showing them off, the shouts of the guards being heard down the corridor behind her. She turned, deciding magic and weapons often went exceptionally well together when death was the goal. Two charged at her, she cast Strangle upon the guard on the left before slicing the neck of the one on the right. She drew her broadsword and sliced through the guard that was currently trying to fight the tendrils that had gotten him by the throat. The spell withdrew as the corpse fell to the earth, her tail swishing behind her in satisfaction. She would turn to look at the other two women again, flicking the blood from her sword and sheathing it. Her fans were brandished once more and she moved to look for a place that weaponry would be stored, like an armory.

A new noise came into the picture, causing Eden's ears to perk up and turn about, her sharp slits reflecting yet another person. Although her fingers fidgeted, signing to the other she was on edge and ready to strike, the fur on her tail started to stand somewhat on end. It was the scent that surrounded her. It was like she bathed in blood and death.  The smell of it was still fresh too, and with the shimmer of the red liquid that coated her body, it… it was intimidating. She did not trust this person, forcing her to instinctively push back into a more defensive stance.

And yet, she did not assault them. No, it was more like she was aiding them… but why? Then again, why did this other person want to help her as well? In the end, none of it mattered. If they wanted to help her get to her prey, so be it. Just as long as she is the one that finishes the hunt…. as long as no one steals her prey.

With yet another cautious glare at the bloodied stranger, her slitted eyes ensuring she would have enough distance to not get stabbed in the back, she darted deeper into the passageway, ears perked up. There was quite a stir down the hall… shuffling of feet… clanging of metal… a grinding on the floor. What better place to start than there?

With destination in mind, Resin threw herself through the closest left bend, bashing yet another guard before sprinting forward, soon to see the glint of metal… a large, caged region filled with armaments and armed gladiators.

Seeing a new person dressed different than the rest and covered in blood made Vinsue more defensive but she quickly realized that she was hear to help. To her question she nodded. “I have no need for weapons but she is quite content on getting one.” She motioned towards Eden. Than followed her till she stopped at a cage like room. Seeing the guards She focused and caused an electric field to surround one. The other gladiators in the room laughed as her targets hair started to stand on end.

She closed her eyes forcing the field to shrink. The shrinking of the field made it unstable which caused it to explode killing the man immediately. She quickly did the same to the tallest one before the other had time to attack. She than went away from the door and sat down. The magic show had taken most her energy and she needed to rest. She knew the other two could take the remanding guards without problem so she sat trying to gain back some energy as the other two finished what she started.