Summary: Nephenee, late Part III; she is strong enough to defend what she truly cares about.
Growing Strong
Nephenee was really just a simple country girl at heart. She cared about all of Crimea, of course, but Ohma was always on her mind, drawing her in. She had never really wanted to leave her hometown, but both times Crimea had called. And both times, Nephenee had answered the call. She loved her country, and she would give her all for it. After all, it was the place where her friends and family lived.
This time, she had thought that it would just be a simple matter of putting down Ludveck's rebellion. Go and tell Queen Elincia, possibly help the Royal Knights take care of the insurrection, and then go home. She had never expected to be drawn into helping Commander Ike yet again, but here she was, miles from home, and once more fighting against Dain. As Nephenee struggled across the trap-laden bridge, she blinked furiously to clear her sight of the falling snow.
Just a bit longer, and then we'll be done, she promised herself. Just hang in there for a few more days. She paused to launch her lance through the air towards a swordsman heading for Shinon, and then hurried forward to retrieve her weapon.
As she reclaimed her lance, however, Nephenee felt an odd tingly feeling. What in the name of the Goddess? Somehow, someway, she felt stronger, more knowledgeable, more skilled. Her lance felt lighter, her armor more comfortable. Have I truly reached the next level, she wondered. Am I truly skilled enough to be a Sentinel? Based on the way her armor fit, Nephenee was willing to bet on yes.
Now, at last, perhaps I have the skills to truly defend my home! With a ululating war cry, the green-haired Sentinel charged into the fray, eyes intent and lance steady. For Ohma!