on the floor in a crouch. She looked up smiling with her black lips. The cleaver stepped forward swinging his scythe as Tanith's sword flashed the scythe actually caught her leather waistcoat slicing through the material as easily as her sword cut into his flesh. Tanith sheathed her sword and turned towards sanguine who was staring at her exposed chest. Her body never stopped amazing him and she stepped up to him circling her arms around him kissing him for a full minute