"Why didn't you say a word?!" "Because the person that needs saving ain't me!" He growled as he stared into her dark golden flames. "When are you going to put aside your stupid heroics and take care of damn self for once." "When my corpse is 6 feet under this cold ground, that's when." "I don't need your stupid saving, I can take care of myself." She spat back, shaking her head as she walked back towards her dark black stallion. He stared at her, as she rode her away. Her braid flowing behind her. An angel with silver guns as her wings.
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