Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27800590-20160731234704/@comment-24934423-20160801132416

I have mixed feelings about this. First of all, the armor isn't mine; taking it for myself would likely end me up in jail. Second, the armor wasn't made for me, so it won't fit right. Finally, I have little experience with talking with women.

I turn to look at the ghostly spirit of the armor, coming face to face with the translucent form of a woman inside the steel shell. By god, she's beautiful. I can feel my face heat up just by looking at her. And that look of longing she has, it's almost like...like...

Like that of a damsel in distress.

I can't let her suffer being forced to be with someone she doesn't want to be with. Isn't it a knight's duty so help those in need?!

Without hesitating any longer, I reach out a hand to her and say, "Let's get out of here, away from this place and away from him."

Together, we left the service of that horrid knight, looking out for one another as I finished my training in another kingdom.