Albert turned in Miranda's direction, giving thestranger an opportunity she capitalized on. Both hands clasped together, she hit him hard on the back, then tackled him as he fell to the ground, pinning him with a knee to the spine. She drew a dagger and pressed it against the king's throat.
Miranda and Dart were already rushing the attacker, while Kongol held onto Lloyd by the throat. Suddenly, as both warriors crossed the room, a polar blast of magic threw them backwards into Shana, Kongol and Lloyd. Recovering as quickly as possible, all five of them looked in the direction the spell had come from. There, standing on the sill of the grand window, stood the Water Dragoon, Estell.
Her eyes seemed to widen as if surprised by something, but that quickly faded away as her cool voice echoed through the air. "Stay back – that was just a warning." She stepped down from the sill, the blue chrome armour shimmering in the sunlight. "Now," she began. "I think we all know how this works. We ask the questions and you give us the answers."
"Who the hell are you!" Miranda demanded.
"I don't think she gets it," the oneholding Albert captive quipped.
Kongol was paying more attention to the goings-on of the room than the Wingly, which served Lloyd well. He wriggled out of the Giganto's waning grasp and pushed passed Dart and Miranda. "What the hell do you think you're doing!" He yelled, rare anger audible in his voice. A set of amber eyes glared up at him from behind the hood of Albert's attacker. Lloyd stopped short in his advance towards the strangers, opening his mouth to say something, yet no sound came out.
"That's a fine question, coming from you," Estell returned. She addressed the rest of the dragoons next, "Now, first question: Where are the remaining Dragon Spirits, namely Darkness and Fire?"
Without warning, Albert shot his elbow blindly into the person pinning him. His attacker, for her part, was still staring at Lloyd and taken by surprise, fell to the ground unceremoniously as Albert managed to roll away. He stood slowly once he was far enough out of reach of the two. "What is this about? I demand an answer!"
"They're not here, Estell," Lloyd stated.
"Quiet Lloyd!" Albert ordered. He pointed to the two strangers. "If the Dragons have selected you, there obviously must be some misunderstanding between us. I don't want to make an enemy out of you. You'll leave now," he ordered. "Or you will find yourselves dealing with four Dragon Knights and a legion of my royal guard."
Estell snorted.
"Don't be foolish, girls. Ceres get out of here," Lloyd moved towards Estell and her counterpart.
In an instant there was a staff in the hands of Albert's attacker. She got up fluidly, and swung at Lloyd with it. Very obviously, not expecting such an assault, all he could dowas put his hands up to defend himself. The woman simply adjusted the blow to strike him in the side, then hit him in the gut with the potent weapon. Lloyd doubled over, and fell to the ground in a heap, the wind knocked out of him.
Ceres turned to her sister, "I'm not afraid, are you?"
Estell opened her mouth to answer, but a howling wind stole away her answer as a gale manifested itself.
'The Wind Wraith,' Ceres realized as the beast came into view.
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