[color=ed1c24][h2]Fleuri Jodeau[/h2][/color]

Granted a brief reprieve from battle by the orcs' disorganization and the trolls' singleminded charge forward, Fleuri raised his visor to better scan the battlefield.  He still could not spot the form of the Knight-Captain, however, and he could not afford to stand around doing nothing; he had to act.  [i]What would the Knight-Captain desire that he do in this situation?[/i]

[i]She'd want me to not worry about her, and with the townspeople still safely behind the walls, she'd want me to aid my brothers and sisters,[/i] he silently concluded, just as he spotted Klaus battling a troll some distance away.  She had maimed it quite handily, but it was still going, oblivious to what ought to be both unbearable pain and serious bodily distress.  As you would command, Captain, he thought as he lowered his visor and tightened his grip on his zweihander.

"For Reon!" shouted Fleuri as he charged.  Without his horse it took more time to close the distance, but he was deceptively fleet of foot even fully armored.  The scarlet garbed knight rushed in from behind, swinging his sword horizontally into the back of one of the troll's knees.  He preferred to strike killing blows as quickly as possible, but with the troll's great stature and hunched posture, there wasn't any place where he could decisively cut it down from behind, not without more strength than he could muster.  And with the damage Klaus had already inflicted to the beast's arm, a grievous enough leg injury would leave it more or less immobile, and by extension, vulnerable to a killing blow.

"Klaus, finish it off!" he shouted to his sister-in-arms.

[@Noodles]