A chase in the rain

"Damn it, damn it, dam it...!"

A middle-aged, black-haired woman with amber eyes and a birthmark in the shape of a banana on her neck, was running away through the dark alley, cursing to herself in panic as the pouring rain was drowning the sounds of her steps.

"...what did I even do to him...?!"

She gritted her teeth and dared to glance back as she thought that she had gained enough distance already...

"!!!!"

But almost had a heart attack once she noticed the tiny cloaked figure running only a few steps behind her.

"FUCK OFF, YOU BASTARD!"

*swish* *swish* *swish*

The woman growled and spun around on her heel the moment she took her next step and with the white light enveloping her hands she flawlessly threw three daggers coated in black paint straight at her pursuer – after which she continued running without losing any of the speed.

*clang* *clang* *clang*

"Tsk...!"