Chapter 7: Last Spell

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As she was walking through the forest working on her archery. She quickly realised that she needed a way to defend herself in someway even if she wishes they were not monsters prowled about and she can use her powers to defend herself so much before she's noticed.

So knowing that she doesn't really have much strength to swing a sword she thought bows and arrows would suit her better although at the moment she wasn't doing so well.

"Ugh! Why can't I hit it!" She groaned frustrated as she kept missing the target.

"God, aren't you terrible."

She heard someone talking behind her seeing a man with brown hair who was dressed like a rouge.

"And you are?" She glared.

"Just a passing traveller, observing, watching as some girl makes a fool of herself in the middle of the woods." He said with a hicup

"Mind your own business you drunk! If your going to do nothing you migh as well leave, some of us actually plan to fight for our survival rsther than to drink out problems away!" She huffed as she took out her arrows from the ground.

"Hey! I'm not drunk." He argued ajd she rolled her eyes.

"Oh please, I can smell the booze from here." She scoffed walking away.

"Hey, where are you going?" He asked.

"Away from you. What else would I be doing?" She said.

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"...Would you leave me alone!" Maria yelled as the traveller kept following her.

"I'm not following you, you idiot the next town is through these woods and if you don't mind i'd like to continue my journey in peace instead of hearing a whiney girl the whole way there." He huffed scratching the back of his head.

"Bastard." She muttered as they continued walking in slience.

"So, what's a girl like you doing so far from home?" He asked.

"...I ran away, and by the way who even are you?" She asked.

"Why should I tell you?" He asked.

"Well, for one thing you bothered me as I was trying to practice and further insulted me. So I am definitely owed a name." She said.

"...Trevor, Trevor Belmont." He sighed and her eyes widened.

"Oh..." She said looking sad.

"This is a first." He muttered.

"What is?" She asked.

"Usually as soon as I mention the name, people start to curse at me or try to beat me to a pulp, but mever have they looked guilty." He said and she flinched which he noticed. "You what's your name?" He asked.

"My name, my name is...Maria, Maria Verge." She said and after a moment of silence he walked up to er and yanked of her hood to reveal her white hair.

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