"You killed others without even thinking how it would impact anyone else Murtagh!" she shouted at him with a look of disgust on her face. "They probably had a family to help or other people depending on them-"
"Oh and I was supposed to let them kill you was I?" he asked his voice rising with hers. "I was supposed to let him kill you when others might depend on you."
"I understand that but you didn't need to kill the-"
"Well what was I SUPPOSED to do?" he yelled as he took a few angry paced steps towards her. She didn't waver in her place but closed her eyes and deliberately breathed calmly. She bit her bottom lip and opened her eyes to look up at him.
"You could've wiped their memories and sent them on their way," she answered tensely and in a lower pitch. "You could've acted in a way that could've shaved their lives. You could have done anything that would've meant that no one had to lose their lives. I've seen to many situations get out of control that could've been solved without bloodshed." She emphasised her main points.
As she walked away from he answered her. "That's not how it works. You wouldn't know how to act in these situations!"
She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face him with a look of loathing in her eyes. "I have been in worse situations compared to you Murtagh and I've survived with my humanity intact. You have no idea what I've been through."
She turned herself back but his anger was pent up now he crossed over to her and grabbed her wrist from behind. He didn't know what he would've done next but he wouldn't find out. He heard her yell an incantation and suddenly he was flying through the air and landing on his back in the dust.
He looked up shocked. Rachel had magic. Magic he had never now, seen or even heard about. He saw her own shock at what she had done. She stood stock still and then bolted past him, but not quick enough for him to stop her as he had already jumped up and held her back from running.
He looked down at her and saw the terror in her eyes. "Rachel what's wrong?"
She breathed shallowly before she stated, "You're going to kill me know aren't you?"
"What? No!" jumbled out of his mouth. "No of course I won't."
A silence wedged itself between them and he broke it by saying that he was sorry he killed the men but he wanted to protect her and didn't know any other way to do so.
Looking down she answered him saying that she understood but hoped now that he knew there might be other ways to do things that he would consider them if the opportunity was right.
He promised he would try and she said that was all she asked.
He asked her about her magic and she told him about herself the little she could explain in the moments before the took rest that night.
This was the start of the turning point in their friendship with each other and neither realised it would lead to a long and important journey.