“Our troops will never hold, that ‘thing’ in the center is killing our troops seemingly without even getting injured.” Gatil said to the golden armor clad woman. Before she had a chance to reply however, the two were forced into a defensive blade fight as the being in the center suddenly launched itself from the top of a golem, landing within short range combat distance. “You again?!” Gatil sputtered in disgust, realizing Rue was at the other end of the blades. Rue just continued their attack, baring their sharp canines as they swung each blade with hatred. The golden armor clad woman, surprised at how vicious of an attack the cat-human was, disparately parried the blows, trying to remove some stress off of Gatil so he could be free to attack. But Rue wasn’t having it, each move to block was met with a swing in an opposite direction. “Damn you, you will pay for what you did to Elra!” Rue shouted, growing angrier with each parried blow. “You mean that old witch that hung with the dryads, she deserved everything that came to her.” The golden armor clad woman replied, relishing the anger of her opponent. Suddenly Rue's eyes started glowing with a red hue, spectral red flames leaping from them as Rue moved to parry and attack.
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Fearless
General FictionThe dangers of a world bound in cruel religious doctrine become lessons in bravery.
