Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-31049256-20171212084327

(Hound/Doc/Scorn/Flame) Seiglinde chuckles from above, then nods to her sisters.

Sif and Anri nod in return, and then form up around Cirelle.

"You take us for weaklings who fight with no thought Ser?" Sif asks calmly, readying her ultra-greatsword.

Anri waves her spear-staff, and twenty magical homing orbs circle the trio as she smiles at Cirelle, "We will cover you Miss, and I'll keep you awake as long as I have my medicine!"

Seiglinde looks to where Despoina is, past the trees. She speaks as a hard breeze blows, though none below her hear her speak.

The hard wind carries her voice to Despoina directly, "Little one! We would share in this glorious battle with you! Lend us your strength so we may down at least one of these titans!"