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[color=ed145b][h3]~Isabella~[/h3][/color][/center]
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[color=ed145b]"...Tripp!"[/color] Isabella's eyes widened at the sight of the stone eagle sinking it's claws into Tripp's back. She could heal minor cuts and breaks, but that...no, there was nothing she could do for that.

[b]"What manner of foul beast-!"[/b] Valora's hands were already at her blade. There was little to be done for Tripp. The stone sentinel had already ensured he'd have a swift death. [b]"Prescott, get that door open!"[/b] She shouted, making a move to step between Isabella and the other knight - only to be stopped by an arm from Isabella. [b]"Princess?!"[/b]

[color=ed145b]"Get it open. I'll be fine."[/color] Valora's eyes nearly bulged out of her head, but there wasn't any time for her to argue. The beast had already finished with Tripp, the grisly sight and blood causing Isabella to internally grimace. Valora had given her a few quick lessons in how she could wield a sword, but she was far from extremely skilled - but these people where her responsibility. A sword from the standard infantry could do little to a stone monster such as this. Granted, Valora might have been able to with her years of experience, but she wouldn't take that chance. Was she being overconfident? Perhaps.

Isabella drew Valiant, Valora frowning but doing as she was ordered, helping Prescott in getting the door open. Her heart thumped hard in her chest. Scared? Was that what this was? She couldn't say, she had never really felt fear before, living a cushy life in a castle. Even when she was exiled, she didn't quite feel what she thought was fear.

...well, no matter.

She held Valiant in front of her, staring down the stone beast in front of her with her usual emotionless expression.