Rosalie looked at the dead leeches in front of her. "Ugh." She said, exclaiming her disgust with the potion ingredients. Taking her knife, she took a leech gingerly with her pale hand and began to chop them up with abnormal speed, wanting to get it over with.
"Hopefully the numbers will be low." She said, trying to reassure them but she knew that such a battle would leave many dead. |