*The knights sink to the ground, very dead as Mergoux roars and launches herself after Lecter*
*Anderson grunts as Lecter's blade sinks into his shoulder and raises his own sword to strike back, but he never gets the chance*
*Mergoux brings her blade down on his head, splitting it cleanly in two down to the neck*
*Blood sprays everywhere as Anderson's corpse crumples to the ground*
*Mergoux holds her bleeding wound with one hand, while glaring around with the other*
*Silvan is in awe of Jillian, and turns towards her*
Silvan: M-miss, be you a mage?