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Encounter Number 3: Enemy Peacekeeper
Airi gently and carefully wrapped bandages around Emora's many cuts and gauges from her fight with Rowen. She had many chunks of flesh skewered off underneath her armor, due to the spiked flail being able to penetrate the Warden's steel armor. Large, ugly looking bruises littered her arms and shoulders from heavy physical strain, and aggressive melee combat.
"AH! Oh..Hey take it easy with that.." Emora winced; she sucked in air through her teeth as Airi applied a sort of ointment made from flower oil and herbs onto her wounds. It stung like hell.
"I'm sorry Emora. But this will prevent your injuries from getting infected. The last thing I want is you getting sick." Airi replied, her voice full of honesty.
The Warden rolled her eyes, she shook her head as the Nobushi wrapped the last bandage around her the palm of her hand.
"What's that one for?" Emora asked.
Airi frowned. "Your knuckles, they're bruised and battered from all that punching. You knights really need to be less brash. I'm starting to think the Knights and Vikings might not be so different in their fighting techniques."
Emora pursed her lips and moved her head back to lean against the wall of the wagon she was in. She sighed, feeling insulted.
Airi's eyes widened, she let out a gasp and quickly covered her mouth with her hands. "I-I'm sorry! Hey—I didn't mean any offense or anything—I just thought that maybe you should try attacking pressure points or—I just think—I..."
Emora looked at Airi with a dull expression.
"Emora...I didn't mean to compare you to Vikings. I'm sorry..."
The Warden yanked her hand away from the Nobushi; she tied her own bandage and clutched her fist. "It's fine. But sometimes, brute force and rough strength is what's needed to win."
"Strategy can beat strength sometimes...Like the old brain and the brawn duo." Airi mumbled.
"I don't have a partner do I? I'm one person, Airi."
The Nobushi's heart skipped a beat, she opened her mouth to speak, but only a short burst of air came out before she had to breathe in again. She looked at Emora with eyes full of hurt.
"I...I thought we were Heroes! I thought we worked together—"
Suddenly, yelling erupted from the front of the convoy. Emora, without wearing her top half of armor, grabbed her sword, shoved Airi out of the way, and jumped out of the wagon.
"What's going on?" Emora asked once she had ran to the front of the supply convoy. All the carriages and wagons full of loot had come to a stop. The horses were appreciating the stop to take a rest from pulling the loads of supplies around.
"We spotted torches up ahead on the other side of that tree line. We think it could be another Legion heading towards the Riverfort, not too far away from Viking territory." Said a soldier, who was dressed in bronze armor and Blue colored robes.
"I see. Have they spotted us yet?" Emora asked.
"No ma'am. What do you suggest we do?" The soldier replied.
Emora gazed at her boots; she looked back at the convoy, observing that the plumage was quite bountiful. The last thing she needed was to get raided on the way back to homebase.
"Okay...Tell everyone to turn their torches off, and only keep them on inside the wagons. Quiet the horses with some grain, and command everyone to board a carriage or wagon. Make as little noise as possible while I go and see what's happening."
The soldier nodded his head and rushed off to tell the other soldiers of the convoy. Emora watched as men and women threw their torches into the dirt and kicked them out.
Another soldier wearing bronze shoulder pads walked up to Emora, his sword and shield tattered from combat. "What do we do now? Do we await your return?"
"Yes. Go inside of this front wagon and don't come out until I knock on the side of the cart TWICE. Understand? If I don't knock twice, and you hear footsteps outside of this wagon, you jump out and attack what, or whoever it is." Emora said sternly.
"Yes ma'am." The soldier bowed slightly and went inside the wagon with a few other men. The convoy was well hidden on the small path in the forest. Only the faint glow of three or four torches inside the carriages could be seen.
As Emora turned around to head into the tree line, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder.
"Just where do you think you're going?! You can't go spy on an entire army by yourself! It's suicide—"
"Calm down Airi. I'll be fine." Emora cut off the concerned Nobushi.
"You're not trained to be stealthy...You'll get detected, and if you do, they'll take you prisoner and kill you! Who knows...You could even get...Raped by some of the more driven men...And...I don't want that to happen to you!" Airi yelled. She grabbed Emora's arm tightly.
"Airi, you need to shut up! Someone is going to hear your obnoxious yelling before I even get to take a look! Then I'll really get caught." Emora whispered, anger in her voice.
"Please don't do this...At least let me come with you! You're not even wearing your full suit of armor!"
It was true. Emora didn't have any protection on her chest, shoulders, arms, or her hands. She still wore her pants and steel knee guards, but she only wore a thin cloth shirt on her upper body, along with a few bandages on her arms and knuckles.
"Without my armor I'm lighter, and I won't make as much noise. I'll be fine, Airi." Emora smiled, giving the Nobushi a bit of assurance.
"I...I really don't want you to do this alone Emora...Please...At least let me come with you. To watch your back." Airi grabbed Emora's hand and clutched it tightly, she looked at the annoyed Warden with concerned eyes.
Emora sighed. "Alright! Alright...Fine. Put your mask on, and let's go."
"Thank you..." Airi nodded her head and ran back to the med carriage. She came back with her face covered by her mask.
"Emora. You lost your helmet in that fight, didn't you?" The Nobushi asked.
The Warden nodded her head. "I tried looking for it. I guess it must've fallen over the side of the cliff during my fight with that Conqueror."
Airi nodded her head in understanding. "I don't think I've ever seen a Warden who's so under-armored. You don't even look like one anymore...The only thing distinguishing you from a regular foot soldier is your longsword."
Emora clutched her sword tightly. "To be honest with you...This thing is all I need to fulfill my duty as a Warden. My armor is only a shell to keep me safe. Without it, I'm still a Warden; I'm just a little easier to kill. But that doesn't mean I'm a complete pushover."
Airi smiled. "I never thought for a single second that you were a pushover, Emora."
The Warden felt stimulated by pride. "Glad to hear you say that, Airi. Now let's go and check out what's blocking our path."
Airi smiled beneath her mask, she stayed right behind Emora as the two went into the tree line.
A few minutes later...
Emora and Airi ducked behind a group of bushes, they could see rows of men and horses marching back towards Citadel Gate, but the soldier Emora had a good sense of direction.
Based off the path they were taking, they were going to go past the Gate, and cross into the Riverfort near the borderline of the Vikings.
Airi got up and stood behind a tree, she peeked around the trunk to get a better look at what was inside the wagons.
Emora watched Airi with attentive eyes as she got up, rolled and took cover again. Emora tried to follow the agile Nobushi as she accidentally stepped on branches and tripped over large roots.
Airi meanwhile was skipping and prancing on her tippy toes while she skillfully treaded the icky, dense terrain.
"H-How are you so good at doing this...?" Emora asked.
Airi turned around and shushed Emora, taking her by surprise.
"Airi...Don't shush me! I'm just trying to ask you a question—" The Warden began, but Airi cut her off. She jumped onto Emora and placed her hand over her mouth.
"No, Emora be quiet! I hear something..." Airi whispered into Emora's ear. The two lied on the ground, the Nobushi on top of the Warden, keeping her hand over her mouth.
Emora grabbed Airi's hand and took it off of her mouth. "What are you talking about? I don't hear anything—"
"SHHH!" Airi snapped. She gently placed her index finger onto Emora's lips. This time, the Warden didn't fight back, and instead tried to listen.
She could hear nothing at first, only the slow beat of her own heart, and the smooth, steady breaths of Airi on top of her. But the more she listened in the silence, she sharper her senses got. She could hear the branches on trees banging up on one another in the wind, the leaves moving across the ground, the sound of mosquitoes and flies.
Emora's heartbeat quickened as she began to hear...The sound of slow, extremely faint...Patting? No. Crunches? Yes! Crunches...The crumpling of the leaves...But what could be causing it? The wind? No...Some sort of animal. But what animal would be walking so slow, and not skittering or scrambling everywhere? It must be something else...
Emora suddenly gasped as she realized what she was hearing, she looked at Airi, who had her eyes closed, and was still listening. Had she not heard it too?
The sound was getting closer...A bit louder as well...The sound of an animal...A person...The footsteps of a person! An enemy...A...
Peacekeeper.
"Airi!" Emora yelled.
"Emora!" Airi cried.
From the darkness, the flash of something bright came forward, along with a mighty yell.
"SHIT!"
Emora quickly lashed her blade out in front of her, she heard a clang, and assumed she had blocked the blow from the sharp knife that belonged to the Peacekeeper.
Airi grabbed Emora's hand and ran full speed out into the clearing. The army had passed, and was going down the hill towards Citadel Gate. They were safe from being detected, but not from the silent blade of death.
Following the two Heroes, the Peacekeeper leaped out from the tree line and stood at her full height. Wearing light armor, a hood, and robes that displayed her orange and yellow colors, she repeatedly clanged her sword and dagger together to taunt her enemies.
Under the moonlight, Emora glared at the masked assassin, envying how well a Knight could replicate the elegance and stealth that only the Samurai were known to bear.
"Well...Look what washed up on my kill-list. Spies." The Peacekeeper taunted, her voice feminine, and well-pitched.
"We don't want any trouble! We're just trying to get our con—"
Emora quickly slapped her hand over Airi's mouth, silencing her.
"We're trying to get home. We heard that there was fighting near Citadel, and wanted to see what was happening." Emora quickly said.
The Peacekeeper tilted her head to the side. "Hm. Something tells me you're lying. Maybe it's the fact that you had to quiet your little friend there in order to speak to me."
Airi growled under Emora's hand.
"Listen, we weren't spying. We were just waiting for your Legion's army to pass by so we could have a clear path home." Emora said calmly.
The Peacekeeper began to walk to her right, slowly getting closer to Emora's left.
"Is that so? Well...You're wearing enemy colors. Blue and Purple. I'm ordered to kill anyone who dons those dyes." The Peacekeeper got even closer.
Emora quickly grabbed Airi's arm and pushed her to her right. The two began to circle along with the Peacekeeper, until they were revolving around each other, slowly.
"Well...You can always just forget we existed...This never happened alright?" Emora dropped her longsword at her side and put her hands up.
The Peacekeeper let out a giggle. "Bad idea blondie."
In a complete blur, the Peacekeeper leaped forward, her sword aimed at Emora's unarmored chest.
"Not so fast!" Airi pushed Emora side and parried the Peacekeeper attack; she knocked the attack upwards, and kicked the Peacekeeper in the stomach.
"AUGH!" She gutted out as she staggered back, holding her abdomen in pain.
"Gh—You got quite the leg power there Madame Toothpick...Ouh fuck..." The Peacekeeper held her stomach, still moaning from the force of the kick. She was weak, but fast.
"My name is Airi Hakushi! You will respect me in battle!" The Nobushi yelled angrily. As Emora grabbed her sword, she looked at her friend with wide eyes.
"Holy shit...The Samurai really care about their Honor...Especially while fighting..." Emora thought. Seeing Airi's gentle, caring personality turn angry and defensive was quite the surprise for the young Warden.
"Alright then...Ms. Hakushi. My name is Mariah. Will you respect me in battle?" Asked the Peacekeeper.
Airi nodded her head as she got into a battle stance. As did Mariah.
"Looks like I'm sitting this one out...Hopefully." Emora thought as she rubbed her shoulder that still hurt from the arrow wound.
"Let us begin Airi! To the death!" Mariah yelled.
"Very well! It is your blood that will be spilled by the end of this fight, not mine!"
Mariah laughed as she flipped her dagger around. "Ha...We'll see about that."
Suddenly, Mariah dashed to the side, her dagger out in front of her. Airi moved to block the attack, which she barely managed to do.
Emora watched as Mariah spun to land a huge overhand attack, which Airi moved to parry, but the Peacekeeper slid her knives down the Nobushi's stomach instead, delivering a smooth cut down her stomach.
"AHH!" Airi cried out. Emora's heart skipped a beat when she heard the shriek. She didn't like hearing Airi like that.
The Peacekeeper attempted to slide her dagger into the Nobushi's stomach, but failed when Airi parried, and cut the Peacekeeper through her mask on her left cheekbone. Airi followed up with a chained heavy, which she then faked, and replaced with a strong kick to Mariah's ribcage.
"GAUH!" Mariah yelled out, she stumbled backwards as Airi powered up a heavy attack.
"You won't hit me with that!" Mariah shouted as she moved to parry, but Airi feinted the attack once again, switched her guard, and landed a firm heavy on Mariah's waist.
"AUH!" The Peacekeeper yelled out, she held the deep gauge in pain, watching as blood flooded out and spilled onto the floor.
"You'll bleed to death before you can kill me!" Airi shouted, trying to get the Peacekeeper to surrender.
"No I won't...I'll kill you and I swear it!" Mariah yelled out, the rage in her voice crack caused the Nobushi to shudder in her stance.
She leaped forward with her sword, but Airi parried the strike easily. She wound up a heavy attack, but missed. Mariah deflected the attack, and stabbed Airi swiftly in the stomach.
"OOAUGH!" Airi cried out, blood spewed out through the opening in her mask.
The Peacekeeper kept up the push; she dashed to the left and attacked. Airi used her shaft to block, but Mariah spun with blinding speed to slash Airi on her side, she went in for another stab attack, but the Nobushi parried, and attempted to uppercut, only for the Peacekeeper to dodge the strike, and shove her dagger deep into Airi's stomach.
"GLAUGH! GRAAH—GUHAH!" Airi gutted out, her bright red blood spraying all over the Peacekeeper's hood and mask.
Mariah ripped her knife upwards, creating a nasty exit wound. She tried to strike again, but Airi painfully blocked the blow. Mariah dashed to the right and tried to use both of her blades to cut the Nobushi's waist open.
"NOO!" Airi yelled out as she deflected the attack, twirled around, and slashed the Peacekeeper across her chest.
"AH—Fuck!" Mariah cried out, she stumbled to the side a bit before pushing forward. She tried to use her sword to deliver a slash to Airi's left breast, but the Samurai swiftly cut upwards into her right shoulder, and managed to back-kick the Peacekeeper back with extreme force.
"AUH!?" Mariah shrieked as she fell on her back. Airi brought her staff down, and landed a strong top heavy on the Peacekeeper's squishy chest. Blood erupted from the large gauge as Airi pulled her blade back.
"AUUUAAHH!" The Peacekeeper cried, her screams made Emora close her eyes and pray.
As Airi raised her staff to finish the job, adrenaline rushed through Mariah's body. "YOU WON'T KILL ME! I'LL SLIT YOUR THROAT OPEN, AND WATCH AS YOUR BLOOD SHOOTS OUT OF THE CUT LIKE A GEYSER!" She cackled, her voice and body language thirsting for bloodlust.
Airi staggered backwards, honestly scared. She watched as Mariah jumped up, and brought her blades down on her staff's shaft. The Peacekeeper slid her blades sideways, and cut across Airi's torso. She then jumped up, faked a double slash, and uppercut the Nobushi's ribcage with her dagger.
"DIE! DIE! DIIE!"
Mariah bent down low and thrusted her dagger into Airi's thigh, making her yell out in agonizing pain. She then leaped up, way over Airi's height...And thrusted her sword in through her shoulder, right into the deltoid part of her upper arm.
"AAH—AAAGHH!" Airi cried out, she dropped her staff and arched her spine back. Mariah pushed the Nobushi to the floor, and ripped the dagger out from her thigh.
"MEET YOUR MAKER, SAMURAI!" Mariah yelled.
Emora's eyes widened as she watched the Peacekeeper thrust her dagger right into the center of Airi's chest. The Nobushi's mask flew off from the large blast of blood that shot out of Airi's mouth. Her body jerked as Airi eyes flooded with tears.
Emora clutched her sword tightly. She felt a deep pain in her stomach. A deep pain in her chest. For a few seconds, she couldn't breathe. For a few seconds, she couldn't see straight. For a few seconds, she felt unconscious...
"Airi...? Airi!? Airi!? AIRI! PLEASE NO! NO! I WON'T LET YOU! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE HER FROM ME!"
"Gh—You...You monster! GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER!" Emora thundered, nearby birds flew from the volume of her voice. The loud words tore through Emora's throat as they came out from her mouth.
Mariah turned to look at the Warden. Airi was weakly holding onto the dagger in her chest, trying to grasp onto life.
"YOU WANT TO DIE TOO?!" The Peacekeeper spat.
Emora looked at Airi with eyes full of tears; she looked at her weary, bloody face. She lay on the ground, her clothes drenched in her blood.
"E-Emora...I won't...Make..It.." She croaked, while trying not to gargle on her own blood.
"Y-Yes...Yes you will! Yes you...FUCKING WILL!" Emora roared. She charged forward full power at the Peacekeeper.
Mariah jumped forward, and slashed Emora's bicep with her sword, but the Warden felt nothing and tanked the blow. She struck the Peacekeeper with a backhand that made her head cock back with blood streaming from her mouth.
"You won't LIVE to kill ANYONE else! Do you hear me!?" Emora cried.
"Dgh—You don't decide that!" Mariah yelled back.
Emora landed a heavy uppercut on the Peacekeeper's side, she then came back around for another heavy attack that broke through Mariah's guard, nearly shattering her arm, and causing the Warden's longsword to harshly gouge a flap of flesh from the Peacekeeper's groin.
"Well today I DO!" Emora yelled.
She powered up a final top heavy, and poured her heart and soul into it. The anger driven attack shattered Mariah's sword, and made contact with her collarbone. The blade cut all the way down from there, all the way to the Peacekeeper's breasts.
Mariah's head hung low as blood flooded all over her clothes, and drenched her already limp body. Her breathing was slow, and raspy.
"You don't deserve...To live!" Emora wailed, her tears blurring her vision. She ripped her sword out violently, turned it around, grabbed it by the blade with her bare hands, and came down with the hilt.
"HHHAAAH!" Emora yelled out. Her voice echoed through the entire area.
The Warden wouldn't let up, she ripped the hilt from Mariah's neck, and uppercut her with the hilt, right under her jaw, completely shattering it.
The Peacekeeper's mask flew off from the impact, revealing a woman with reddish-brown hair, and gray eyes. Her face bloody, her jaw shattered, one of her eyes sealed shut with blood, the other barely open by a slit.
She fell back, clinging to life.
Emora dropped her sword, and fell onto her knees. She crawled onto Mariah and grabbed her face.
"Today...Is the day YOU meet your maker...Not me...Not Airi...Not ANYBODY ELSE...But you. Remember this name! EMORA...EMORA RYON! I AM YOUR MAKER!"
Mariah mumbled inaudible noises from her broken lips. Blood streamed down her face and stained Emora's bandaged hands.
"I...I AM THE REASON YOU DIE TODAY! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?! DO YOU!?" Emora cried, her sobbing was passionate and unsuppressed.
Mariah weakly nodded her head.
"SAY IT...SAY MY NAME!"
Mariah murmured and whispered random, undecipherable noises.
"SAY IT! SAY IT NOW!"
She couldn't. It wasn't possible.
Emora glared into Mariah's half dead eyes. Her own hazel eyes releasing endless tears down her face, they were dripping onto the Peacekeepers face, smearing already dried blood even further.
"...Say..My...Name...NOO—WW!"
The horrible voice crack made Emora close her eyes and moan, she cried into Mariah's bloody chest, still holding her head.
"E...E.."
The Warden looked back at The Nobushi. Airi's chest was rising and falling ever so slightly. But her eyes were beginning to get blank.
"E..Mo..R...Emor..."
She turned back to Mariah, her expression desperate. "Say it...Say the name of the person...Of the Warden...That's going to end your life..."
The Peacekeeper paused, her gray eyes pale and dry. Her lips quivered for a few seconds. She looked up at Emora one last time.
"E..E-Emora..."
The Warden nodded her head slowly. She clutched Mariah's head tighter within her grasp.
"Fuck you."
With a single quick movement, Emora snapped the Peacekeeper's neck. She slammed her skull into the dirt path, and staggered back to Airi's body.
She fell to her knees, her messy, dirty blonde hair draped over her face like old, ragged curtains.
Emora gently grabbed Airi's smooth, motionless hand. She clutched it as she stared at the Nobushi. Waiting for a response.
Nothing came, Airi had closed her eyes, but her mouth was open. Emora was too scared to test her breathing..She just wanted to wait.
"Airi...Airi...Please...Please be alive...Stay...Alive..."
Emora stroked Airi's fingers, feeling the soothing sensation of her gentle touch. Still hoping for a response.
"Airi...Don't leave me...Please don't leave me..."
No response came. Emora bent over, she dug her head low, and placed Airi's hand on her forehead. She cried into the Nobushi's side, she gently kissed the top of her hand, preparing to let go.
"Airi...I'm so sorry...I'm sorry...For not saving your life...Like you did to me...I'm..."
Emora paused. She had to breathe.
"Sorry..."
Just then. She felt a twitch. The most faint, weak, gentle twitch someone could give off. Emora gasped, she held Airi's hand gently, waiting in silence.
Another twitch came...Another...And another. Airi's fingers were moving.
"AIRI! AIRI WAKE UP! IT'S ME! EMORA! AIRI, PLEASE WAKE UP..!"
Finally, Airi's hand grew a bit warmer, and she clutched Emora's fingers with her own, albeit weakly, but gently.
"Airi! Airi oh my god I don't believe it! You're alive Airi thank the lord..." Emora cried.
The Nobushi coughed, but she was smiling. "Emora...Is that you...?"
The Warden nodded her head rapidly. "Yes! Yes it's me Airi...It's me.."
"Oh...Emora..." Airi moaned, she shut her eyes tightly, and breathed heavily and deeply.
The blind Warden had forgotten that Airi was brutally injured.
"O-Oh my god! Airi hang on! Here—I'll...I'll...J-Just take these!"
Emora unbandaged her hands, the bandages with no blood on them, and gently stuffed them into Airi's most major injury in her chest.
"Airi...Put pressure on that okay? Don't stop pressing. I'll go get help—"
"NO! Emora stay with me...Don't leave me alone out here..." Airi cried.
The Warden darted around. "I'll only be gone for a few minutes! I promise I'll come back with—"
"I SAID NO!" Airi yelled. Emora's eyes widened at the Nobushi's show of strength. But Airi wasn't fit to walk; she lay on the ground, panting with shallow breaths.
"O-Okay...As long as you keep that stab wound covered...We can make it to the carriage and get you properly looked at by our medics. You'll live...I swear on it." Emora smiled.
"I...I trust you." Airi smiled back.
"Okay...Up we go!"
Emora was careful while putting Airi's arm around her neck. She took it slowly and with extreme amounts of patience. She helped Airi stand up straight, and began to help her walk.
"I..I'm regaining a little strength in my legs...AH—My chest.." Airi shrieked.
"Just stay strong...We'll get through this.."
Together, the two Heroes made their way back to the convoy; many of the soldiers were likely asleep. Through a thick forest, full of trees, roots, vines, sharp branches, and uneven terrain, Emora carried Airi carefully, and very slowly.
"Ugh—Heh...You're quite heavy for a girl of your stature..." Emora grunted.
Airi managed to let out a painful giggle. "Ah—Don't make me laugh dummy..."
The Warden chuckled as she pushed vines out of her vision. Sweat dribbled down her forehead as she stumbled along with the debilitated Nobushi.
"Ugh...Ah...E-Emora..." Airi moaned. The Warden looked at the bloody bandages, and saw that Airi was beginning to knock out.
"No! NO! Airi stay awake, stay with me!" Emora cried.
"We...We need to hurry..." Airi managed to utter.
Emora thought quickly.
"Fuck it...Get on up here!"
Within a few seconds, the ride felt bumpier for Airi. Her feet...Weren't on the ground? Was she in the air? No. She felt warm...Warmth...Strong arms protecting her...Carrying her.
Airi opened her eyes to see that Emora was carrying her through the last stretch of the tree-line. She panted and heaved through the area, trying to maintain a full sprint.
Airi tried to say something...But when she opened her mouth, nothing came out. She managed to wrap her arms around Emora's neck, and rest her head on her shoulder, giving the tired Warden more leverage.
As Emora jumped out of the tree line, she felt as her legs were beginning to give out. They were numb, and ached like all living hell. Her arms were tired and sore, but she only had a little more.
The front horse neighed as Emora ran past it, still carrying Airi.
As her body gave up, she fell to her knees, but didn't want to drop Airi. She used the last of her strength, to gently place her onto the ground. She raised her arm, and knocked once on the side of the wagon.
"Ugh...Hah...Hah...Huh...Come on..."
Emora raised her knuckle once more, and knocked a second time. With one final breath of air, Emora felt her head spin, and become empty.
She fell forward next to Airi, unconscious with her exhaustion as three soldiers jumped out of the wagon, ready to assist the weary Heroes.
Holy...Shit. I hate Peacekeepers. So I have Mariah a horrible, but dramatic death. I figured Airi couldn't deliver an enraged scene like Emora could, so I used her as the trigger for her inner anger. I think it worked...Yeah. Maybe.
Hope you all enjoyed though! Until the next encounter, bye!
