[center][h1]Aster[/h1]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/zZeGyW6.jpg?1[/img]
Health: 1,500/1,500
Mana: 300/300
Renn: 762
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	As she faced down the boss, Aster felt herself splitting in two. Not literally, of course, but a sort of shift in perception. Half of her mind looked at the epithet granted the beast, and remembered the Aster she'd left behind, the one who knew that Fenrir was the wolf son of the Norse god Loki, a sign of the end times. She could remember specific legends, even picture the illustrated page she'd first read the legend from. That half of her mind was filled with fear, and somehow also curiosity. She wanted to know more, and wanted to run, to hide behind the strapping guy beside her.

	The other half of her mind looked at the beast and only felt the thrill of competition. She looked up at the creature, way, way up at it, and felt the smile building on her face. She didn't know how to feel about it, but that didn't matter. In that moment, caught between the two selves, she made a decision. She cast away the Aster that snubbed those less than her, the Aster that thought money and privelege were the hallmarks of success, the Aster that was blind, blind to everything. And she accepted the Aster that stood by her friends, that saw clearly through the haze of battle, that was something like a hero.

	If Aster had been fire in battles before, now she was lightning: fast, deadly, and precise. Her sword moved... not like an extension of her body, exactly, but more like an extension of her will. She moved without thought, instinct guiding her movements with a precision that would have scared her had she not given herself entirely over to the thrill of it. She roared out a challenge as she sped across the distance between herself and the wolflike creature, leaping forward, higher than felt possible, her katana held one-handed as she plunged forward, activating triple strike in a flurry towards the beast's unprotected chest, aiming for wherever such a creature would have a heart. She was vaguely conscious of the presence of her team members near her, and for once, didn't try to block them out. She let their presence buoy her in her action as she released the third strike, and then shifted her grip to a two-handed slash as she finally met the ground.

Summary: Uses triple strike, uses two-handed strike (critical from battle focus) and lands facing Fenrir's Herald. Also, introspection.