"Macy, I'll leave these two small fries to you. Let them have a taste of the power of the Blood-thirst Lady!"
Derwent obviously didn't take Declan nor Natasha seriously. That was why he sent Macy to deal with them on her own.
"No problem. My blade was getting real thirsty. It's time to feed it some blood!"
She swung her wrist and aimed her blade against Declan. Her feet shifted under her and she charged full speed ahead against Declan. She was so fast that when she moved, there was a trail of shadows behind her.
When it came to speed, Declan wasn't lacking. Macy was quick, but he was quicker.
Macy had just appeared in front of him when she saw a huge fist headed her way. It was so quick that it was about to land on her within the blink of an eye. She had no time to dodge.
