The time for talk was over. Raphaella had waited three days for the contingent of Holy Knights to arrive at the palace, and that was two days too long. [B]"I'm leaving, father. If the Sacred Order doesn't want to help, I'll do it myself"[/B] and before the King could open his mouth, his daughter had turned and started running toward the nearest exit. He knew it was pointless to call the guard to stop her, as she had become an incredibly proficient fighter and would likely brush them aside like toys. And so he simply let her charge off, knowing she would likely realize her mistake soon enough.

Issun. The new destroyer. He who proclaimed he would destroy the world. Raphaella's ancestor had fought alongside Sol Badguy and a group of others to ward off such a threat over two centuries prior... but would the mighty of the world band together in such a way this time? That didn't matter right now. All that mattered was that this guy had threatened the world, killed people, and sent his minions to attack anyone who showed skill in combat or magic. Princess or not, Illyria or not, The Kiske family would not sit idly by and let this crime go unaccounted for... not while Raphaella still drew breath.

She rushed past houses, restaurants, shops, cars, and people... running as fast as she could. At this point, not even knowing where she would start. It was then that she ran into her first Minion. The being's face was hidden, and it spoke in a voice the had two different reverberating tones... one distinctly male, the other female. [I]"Raphaella Kiske. We have been looking for you. Lay down your w-"[/I] Princess Kiske swung her massive sword at the foe, sending out a wave of electricity through the air. The minion was struck with the attack, but only stunned for a second or two. Taking advantage, Raphaella rushed in and planted to tip of the sword into the ground as she ran. This gave her a pivot point to swing her entire body around in a heavy kick that struck home... or so she thought.

The kick had not only been stopped, but caught by the odd being. It then sent a surge of flame over Raphaella's leg, which quickly engulfed her entire body. The pain was intense, but she had endured worse when training with the Knights. But then she was thrown through a nearby shop window. Glass shattered and pastries went flying as the Princess of Illyria was sent careening into the nearest table within the snack store. It seemed these minions were tougher than she thought. Standing up and dusting herself off, Raphaella failed to even notice the now terrified folks around her... she was too focused on the fight.