Sable wiped the blood off her blade, looking at Chelsea who looked like she had barely expended any energy.
She wiped her nose that was beginning to get itchy from overstimulation, the dozens of bodies surrounding them, making her feel equal parts euphoric and uncomfortable.
"That was fun, right? Looks like i was right about you being tough"
Chelsea said cheerfully, looking at her chest and collarbone area.
Sable looked at what I she was looking at and groaned, slowly pulling out the knife that had managed to get through her attacks by pure luck.
"Need some help with that?"
Chelsea didn't wait for her answer before reaching for the hilt of the knife and gently pulling it out of her skin.
"I can help you patch it up if you want"
Sable looked at the girl who still looked full of energy while she was already on her last legs and breathing heavily and shook her head.
"Can you just... turn around?"
Chelsea scoffed and put her hand on Sable's shoulder
