[ She hears the familiar clatter of armor charging towards her and knows even as she swings around that she might be too late to parry or block it. But she tries her best anyway - not for her, but for him - only to whirl around and come face to face with a face she knows.
It takes her a minute to place CLorinde. This face doesn't belong here, she thinks faintly, Freikugel held aloft. Viscera from its spiny head drips onto her cheek but she doesn't seem to notice. All she can think is that she trusts this woman standing before her, sword in hand. The soldier Clorinde knocked back staggers back towards them and this time Hilda doesn't hesitate. She cuts him down, the axe slicing through his armour and skin like butter and the red jewel embedded in its head glows a little brighter.
With a nod Hilda rushes back towards the kneeling figure felling whoever tries to stand in their way. Despite how vicious and precise her swings are there's a desperation in her voice that Clorinde will easily pick up - ]
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It takes her a minute to place CLorinde. This face doesn't belong here, she thinks faintly, Freikugel held aloft. Viscera from its spiny head drips onto her cheek but she doesn't seem to notice. All she can think is that she trusts this woman standing before her, sword in hand. The soldier Clorinde knocked back staggers back towards them and this time Hilda doesn't hesitate. She cuts him down, the axe slicing through his armour and skin like butter and the red jewel embedded in its head glows a little brighter.
With a nod Hilda rushes back towards the kneeling figure felling whoever tries to stand in their way. Despite how vicious and precise her swings are there's a desperation in her voice that Clorinde will easily pick up - ]
I can't let him down - not again. Never again.