Unfinished business

A call summoned her to the battlefield, and with a growl she spread her long legs, quickly bringing herself to the lands. She saw the same bitch who dared to trespass, calling Mercy to her. She sneered at the woman, a snarl passed through her lips. "Did you not get enough the first time, intruder?" she asked, voice hostile as she tried to walk around the woman, to create a large circle around her. She didn't attack on sight, as much as she would have liked to. This was a different land, with rules of it own. "Why did you call me here?" although she knew why, she wanted it to hear it from the cowards lips. Perhaps this time she would actually attack her instead of defending herself, and Mercy would not lose this time. She had been training herself since then, pushing herself to get better. She was not going to lose another fight, not any time soon. This time she would be the victor, and Abel would be leaving with more than a few scratches.