Monke and Battle Royales (14)

"I'm going to ask you this, since I haven't seen what you're capable yet." Oshurkova said as she dragged me through the small, but spacious camp. "Do you know how to fight?"

"Yes." A simple and curt answer left my lips, fully understanding why she was asking that question. I am not that full of myself to be in disbelief at the fact that this woman here does not know I know how to fight.

"Good." Oshurkova flashed a brief smile, before her eyes turned icy and sent it towards the forest. "Shit, him again…"

I tilted my head. 'Him again…? Does that mean this is a reoccurring event?'

I shook my head off from those thoughts. Less pondering, more attention to the vampire lady.

Oshurkova whirled around as she stared into my eyes, a bit of a hesitation going through her psyche, before she sighed and placed her hands around my shoulders.