Mysterious pov
“What are you doing? Why did you tie up my sister!?” The boy yelled at us. I frowned, smacking my hand into my face in annoyance. This was supposed to be easy, quick in and out, quiet, just getting what we needed and leave.
Sevra, for her part, was acting absolutely ridiculous. She was blushing, twirling her hair, barely saying anything. I never knew such a strong girl would act like an innocent schoolgirl with a crush. The boy, however, was much more interesting. He was barely looking at Sevra. I had the scouts take advantage of the situation by tying the girl up before she regained consciousness. There was dry crusted blood knotted into her light brown hair but I have yet to actually see her face. She was groaning so I knew she regained consciousness, but she was
