Suddenly Clarke's voice said her name and Lexa spun around to see her girlfriend standing there. Her eyes widened, but Faith pointed out it might not be her and before she could help herself, Lexa put her swords on her back again and wrapped her arms around Clarke. She closed her eyes, just reveling in the feeling of her girlfriend in her arms again, before Faith interrupted. She'd been right, though and in Clarke's place was the one she could only assume was Freddy. Thankfully, she had fast reflexes and was able to move from those sharp knives he had for fingers.
Lexa watched as Faith kicked at him, only to have him disappear. Pulling her dagger from the sheath wrapped around her thigh, she turned around, slowly scanning the room for any sign of him. "There!" She called out, throwing her dagger, just as he reappeared. But the dagger went through him, as he vanished again.
Pulling her two swords back out again, Lexa met Faith's eyes and nodded. They would be prepared this time. She held out her swords defensively, eyes searching everywhere for him to reappear again. The laughter echoed again and Lexa knew it was coming from the throne room now. "This way!" She called out, running from the room and down the hall, pushing open the large doors to the mostly dark, empty room with only her throne sitting there.
"Looking for me?" The voice spoke, laughing again as he appeared in front of Lexa, disappearing just in time before her swords sliced through him. She groaned out her frustration, jaw set in determination as she scanned the dimly lit room. "Show yourself!" Lexa demanded and he appeared behind her, slicing her across the back, black blood splattering across the floor.