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[Unfortunately for Mae, Berkut did not care to respond. All he cared for was eliminating the threat. And if it required scuffing her up in the process, than so be it. He couldn’t give a damn over a trespasser commoner.]
He could handle a Witch or two on his own. Luckily, because their lack of protective clothing, or much clothing in general beyond the dress, they went down fast with Berkut’s spear. With the element of surprise over with, it was much easier to take out these annoying pests.]
This is the end of you! [Berkut calls out, stabbing another Witch right through the heart before it could conjure up a spell to stomp him dead in his tracks. He had to be quick and fast, as again, he wasn’t the most hardiest of soldiers when it came to magical attacks.
A stabbing or two later from his end and all seemed to quiet down. Most of the fog had lifted too and he could clearly make out the mage girl from several feet away now. He galloped towards Mae, but kept their distance.]
You there! Is there any of those vile beings left?
[Boey or Saber would have sassed her back mid-battle? This was the worst. How is she supposed to survive without bickering.
But okay, having those witches dispatched made things easier; they'd fall against her sword well enough but she so preferred her magic: a seraphim spell here, another there, and she had to be especially mindful looking over her shoulder because this dude could not be trusted to keep her out of the crossfire, but what were a few terrors to her?
Without Genny or the others, though—she tutted as she ran her sword through a revenant and made an annoyed huff when it kept moving anyway. She couldn't afford to waste so much energy on magic while she was alone, but she couldn't afford to take a wound, either. A bonewalker came too close; another blast of light burnt it away.
At the very least she could be thankful for the clearing fog; she cut down one last revenant and heaved out one long sigh, looking over the area to make sure she didn't see anything else approaching.]
Looks like we're in the clear. [The new guy keeping his distance was appreciated, anyway... She sheathed her sword, took a moment to stretch her arms over her head.] Whew! That was a workout. Fun li'l distraction from the would-be murder and all, wouldn't you say?
[Berkut meanwhile was busy scouting for his men while checking back on the mage to make sure she doesn’t attempt to flee with the fog lifting. Bad luck again for Rigelian prince however, as none of the members of his army where anywhere to be found. It seems he had been separated further than he thought from the pack. But he couldn’t leave this girl behind while she is still in her grasp so he had to have faith in Fernand that he would guide them in his absence.]
What an utter nuisance that was...
[He mumbled under his breath, too unclear for anyone to make out what that was. His horse breaks into a trot, stopping about a foot in front of Mae. With the monsters out of the way and the dust settled it was time to turn his attention back to the mystery girl.]
Now. You. State your name and why you have chosen to trespass our lands, Zofian mage. Failure to comply will result in consequences.
[At least he wasn’t holding his weapon right in her face. Yet.]
Consequences, ooooh, scary. [She had definitely said smarter things to people wielding weapons before?? But okay, she took a few big steps back as he approached again, eyeing the lance. If he raised it at her again, she couldn't afford to hesitate. One good spell would be enough to keep her from being sliced apart like those witches, she was sure, could buy just enough time.]
All right, well done! You caught me. I'm not on a picnic, I'm lost. I was hoping to keep some of my dignity intact over that, but it looks like that ship has sailed.
[mae you only followed like a quarter of the instructions given to you, please]
Look, I dunno what makes you the authority on who comes and goes around here, but I'm just trying to keep things moving. It's just that sometimes, y'know, [she gestured vaguely at the area around them] witches happen instead. Guess that's just life.
That’s because I AM the authority here. Crown Prince Berkut, standing before your eyes now, you peasant.
[His glare was like daggers ready to strike now. Why was he stuck arguing with this woman? Had he gotten soft and cautious since losing to that farmer boy twice over now?]
And that’s not the answer I’m looking for. What business do you have entering Rigel? No one from Zofia is allowed through our walls now barring exceptional circumstances.
[Except for the fact that the walls that held the Sluice Gates closed have recently been opened back up. That was a problem and definitely what allowed this girl to slip through.]
Now, speak the truth or be met with bladed edge of my lance.
[Except suddenly the fog was starting to creep up on them. Again.]
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He could handle a Witch or two on his own. Luckily, because their lack of protective clothing, or much clothing in general beyond the dress, they went down fast with Berkut’s spear. With the element of surprise over with, it was much easier to take out these annoying pests.]
This is the end of you! [Berkut calls out, stabbing another Witch right through the heart before it could conjure up a spell to stomp him dead in his tracks. He had to be quick and fast, as again, he wasn’t the most hardiest of soldiers when it came to magical attacks.
A stabbing or two later from his end and all seemed to quiet down. Most of the fog had lifted too and he could clearly make out the mage girl from several feet away now. He galloped towards Mae, but kept their distance.]
You there! Is there any of those vile beings left?
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But okay, having those witches dispatched made things easier; they'd fall against her sword well enough but she so preferred her magic: a seraphim spell here, another there, and she had to be especially mindful looking over her shoulder because this dude could not be trusted to keep her out of the crossfire, but what were a few terrors to her?
Without Genny or the others, though—she tutted as she ran her sword through a revenant and made an annoyed huff when it kept moving anyway. She couldn't afford to waste so much energy on magic while she was alone, but she couldn't afford to take a wound, either. A bonewalker came too close; another blast of light burnt it away.
At the very least she could be thankful for the clearing fog; she cut down one last revenant and heaved out one long sigh, looking over the area to make sure she didn't see anything else approaching.]
Looks like we're in the clear. [The new guy keeping his distance was appreciated, anyway... She sheathed her sword, took a moment to stretch her arms over her head.] Whew! That was a workout. Fun li'l distraction from the would-be murder and all, wouldn't you say?
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What an utter nuisance that was...
[He mumbled under his breath, too unclear for anyone to make out what that was. His horse breaks into a trot, stopping about a foot in front of Mae. With the monsters out of the way and the dust settled it was time to turn his attention back to the mystery girl.]
Now. You. State your name and why you have chosen to trespass our lands, Zofian mage. Failure to comply will result in consequences.
[At least he wasn’t holding his weapon right in her face. Yet.]
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All right, well done! You caught me. I'm not on a picnic, I'm lost. I was hoping to keep some of my dignity intact over that, but it looks like that ship has sailed.
[mae you only followed like a quarter of the instructions given to you, please]
Look, I dunno what makes you the authority on who comes and goes around here, but I'm just trying to keep things moving. It's just that sometimes, y'know, [she gestured vaguely at the area around them] witches happen instead. Guess that's just life.
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[His glare was like daggers ready to strike now. Why was he stuck arguing with this woman? Had he gotten soft and cautious since losing to that farmer boy twice over now?]
And that’s not the answer I’m looking for. What business do you have entering Rigel? No one from Zofia is allowed through our walls now barring exceptional circumstances.
[Except for the fact that the walls that held the Sluice Gates closed have recently been opened back up. That was a problem and definitely what allowed this girl to slip through.]
Now, speak the truth or be met with bladed edge of my lance.
[Except suddenly the fog was starting to creep up on them. Again.]