Gravity meets another

Gravity took his time with the gaze he poured over the priestess... The screams of the villiagers faded, and the heat of the fire went unoticed as he took one last look at the woman he for some reason remembers and for another reason didn't kill. How strange life can turn with a single choice. He chose not to follow through with the assassination and thus plung his life into an almost certain death at the hands of the illuminati, because of a faded memory and the look in her eyes. He kept that gaze one last time before he let his senses come back to the hellish reality that stood between them and freedom. "Concentrate!" the blades commanded. "I will not be placed in the hands of a common soldier all because of a couple of pretty eyes!" The sentient blades snapped him into full focus and he began to swiftly look for an escape. The priestess seemed to have a plan of her own as Gravity now noticed her chanting silently with both wrists placed together.....