Returning home and dressing - it was a ritual she wasn’t going to break now - Estaria looked to the mirror. It was a terrifying thing that stared back, a tall, muscular woman in a parodied maid uniform, with eyes that blazed with the power of a young God. But acceptance of lesser creatures started with acceptance of self, and so she needed to accept the changes that had happened, both physically and mentally. She still thought herself the same as them, and maybe that was where the disgust came from. One was not disgusted with a dog for being weaker than a human, so maybe she could cultivate some disconnect that might help her tolerate their presence. This morbid introspection continued until there her Luck bar went down rather a fair margin.

 The man who did the stabbing growled as his sneak attack missed, but flicked his large knife from one hand to another anyway.

“Your Mistress has pissed off the wrong people. So we are going to leave her a nice little present to remind her of her place” the man then took out a second large knife and grinned, his eyes glistening with a sadistic glee. “Though, it would be a shame to waste such a thing before we have properly tried it out. So don't worry about that. We'll get some use out of ya” he threatened. To Estaria just gave him a stare. And then slipped in and threw a punch. This man was a quick bastard though, and he managed to avoid it, ducking down and lashing out with his blades, slicing her uniform up and grazing her skin. 

Poison Negated by high Constitution

 Well, that was certainly fortunate. Being poisoned now would not lead to anything good, espeically after the man had just threatened to do something very untowards. Taking a focused stance and watching the man, Estaria chipped large chunks off his luck with quick blows and then scurried back, though all Druchii were as fast as a shark and she got clipped and nicked, eventually having no Luck at all. Deciding to risk it to get a clean shot, Estaria shifted inwards and lashed a Quicksilver Viper kick to his jaw. A clattering of teeth and splattering of blood covered the ground as her blow damn near ripped his jaw off. The man staggered and stumbled from the blow, but kept his feet. Which was quite the impressive feat. And then, battered and disgraced by this human slave decided to catch her wholly off-guard and rushed at her, driving his blades deep into her skin, and only a last-second twist meant he avoided any of her organs. Two blades in her was not a comfortable feeling, but, he was within arms reach.

Estaria moved just after she had twisted to avoid his blades, her hands crashing against his ears, a blow so hard his skull popped like an egg and blood leaked out of every orifice it could find. The man had a mangled but stunned look on his face, and just sort of held the upright position for a few seconds before slumping down. Bleeding. Pain. Not a new thing but the poison was still messing with her head even if it was resisted enough to not have any Status effect. She kept the swords in, because that was basically battlefield 101, never yank out what has been put in unless the medic is right there. Better yet, let the medic yank it out, it's what he is trained for after all.

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Estaria’s mind went into a realm of bleak red rage and for a moment, she let it play out the fantasy of burning the city to the ground and placing every head on a spike so they would know the extent of her wrath. But, eventually, she reigned it in. She couldn’t do such a thing, and only her unbridled fury and the poison in her bloodstream made her think otherwise. Ohh, Filnon would probably not like what they had done here at all, but this would not be something Estaria enacted by herself. It wouldn't be something she could. Even with her levels, the Druchii were just so superior to a human she was on equal footing with them rather than the drastic overwhelming she would be againsy your average human. It was only their endless debachery and backstabbing silent war that kept the world from being totally conquerered by the Druchii.  Maybe they thought world conquest would be boring, or some crazy Druchii plan.

Sitting up, she ached from his rough treatment, and the blood from her wounds was staining what was left of her uniform. She didn’t know if it was the shock of the situation or the System messing with her head, but she felt more worried about how to get the stains out than what had just happened. Maybe she didn’t want to think about it and just pushed it to one side, maybe the system had the same idea. Maybe she was just going to die here and had accepted death in the form it decided to come. That last one was proven a falsehood when Filnon burst in, blades dripping with blood and a look of tempered fury on her face. She froze when she saw Estaria, blood sliding out from her wounds onto the floor, and a slowly paling complextion from the bloodloss. Estaria had a horrified thought that she had been defiled, wounded by an enemy and disgraced by her foe, so Filnon would no longer want her. Would drop her back in the slave pen for whoever wanted to claim such a worthless slut of a thing. Her terrified mind told her she would have no more of Filnon's passion, no more of her love. Just treated like a Druchii slave, bent over and taken by force at any moment, and would be fighting in a dirty pit in the ground. Filnon, for her part, just stared for a few seconds, and then dropped her blades and staggered over, collapsing in front of Estaria and looking at the blades. 

“I was too late” she whispered, her voice hoarse and strained with sadness. It was this voice that made the idea of it being more shock and disbelief than anything the most applicable. Because when she heard Filnon’s voice, Estaria broke down, into hysterical relief-laughter. Estaria and Filnon sat there together for only a short time, before Filnon gave Estaria a small pill to swallow, and the world went a very lovely shade of black. With this sudden unconsciousness, a box went unnoticed, but undeterred.

Exalted Offering Of Khaine gained