cian/genevieve/rivalen/scarlet | by the duckling | complete
With the beast weakened and the lost of half his sight, Scarlet only paused long enough to let the Cure take effect and to catch her breath. Fatigue was quickly setting in -- had already set in -- but so long as she could still hold her sword, she would not stop.
Blood had already seeped through half her shirt, so she wiped the blood on her hands and the grip of her sword onto her pants before taking off once more She waited for Rivalen to go left so that she could go right, taking advantage of the beast’s limited vision as she scrambled her way up and onto the snout. There was little time wasted as she flipped her sword the opposite way, bringing the hilt of the sword up into the air with both hands before shoving the blade deep into the monster’s last remaining eye.
Genevieve cast one last Aero before flinging another Cure at Scarlet, preparing her for yet another round, but it was unnecessary. Under Scarlet’s and Rivalen’s attacks, the beast fell, its head taking out the part of the Duckling that still stood. Genevieve felt her expression harden as she immediately calculated additional cost.
She took measured steps forward, intent upon checking the physical well beings of the two Fighters. “Are you both well?” There was a touch of concern in her tone.
“I notice how no one’s asking me,” Cian grumbled, though he supposed it was only natural. He’d stayed back, like a rational person.
Somewhere in the distance, there was a crash, then a series of screams. Right, apparently, not just one turtle. Why was this city always fucked?
When the ground began to shake, faintly (the earth is wrong) he cursed and called out, “Try not to die,” which was the only thing he had time for before he darted into an alleyway, aiming for the place he’d left his bike. He had to trust the countess would be safe with two capable bodyguards, and he suddenly had a pressing need to be elsewhere.
He wasn’t sure the three of them heard, in conference as they were, but he’d done what he had to. He’d left Genevieve Albrecht alive and out of immediate danger.