[center][h3][b][color=92278f]Nora Evans[/color][/b][/h3]
[sub][@Joshua Tamashii][/sub][/center]

[color=92278f]"I... understand,"[/color] Nora replied, her voice shaky. She knew when she accepted Ixveria's offer of salvation that performing such tasks would become necessary if she wished to remain on this Earth, but now that her loyalty was being tested, she wasn't so sure that this was a great idea. However, death was the only alternative, and the fear that resided in her heart over what would happen to her now after becoming a reincarnated would have to push her forward. That and the desire to live up to her fellow peers. [color=92278f]"I'll do what is asked of me."[/color]

Having now been partnered up with Amelia, Nora approached the Dhamphir, her head hung low in shame as she criticized her own constant hesitance. Still holding on to the beautiful piece of art she had been handed earlier, being careful not to wrinkle or fold it in any way, the shy girl asked, [color=92278f]"Um, is there anything you would like me to do? I could barricade doors and windows with my... um... Oh, what's it called..."[/color] Her face became flustered as the blond haired girl struggled to remember the name her power was given by her King. [color=92278f]"Sacred Gear? Yes, that... Though it would probably also destroy whatever I place them on or next to,"[/color] Nora suggested, shooting down her own plan.