Why was it that all the pretty girls were fighting them in this singularity? She had to agree with Skuld that it definitely wasn't fair! All they'd picked up was a man who would be more attractive if his chest wasn't so [i]strange[/i], and a little girl. It was so hard to get to know people when they were trying to kill you!

Especially when you were summoned as Caster and about to be swarmed by people with sharp sticks and magical resistance.

Fortunately, she was no defenceless girl in this instance and even as Caster the blade that she had designed wasn't far away, the crimson sword manifesting comfortably in her hand, already with flames rippling down its length. What did it matter if she'd only had the barest instruction in how to fight? She was the fifth Emperor of Rome, of course she would acquit herself well! Not that this meant she would stop offering prayers to Mars for the strength to actually fight effectively... though of course it would take more. A sword wasn't of much use against enemies in flight, and without assistance, there was no way that she could help hold off that number.

The brief flash of light going so far as to engulf the Valkyries and Lancer was the first clue that she had a better way in mind to equalise things. The [i]second[/i] was the scenery no longer resembling a Norse wasteland. Instead, they were all arranged upon the stage of a golden theatre, rose petals seemingly falling from nowhere. A theatre, noticeably, that seemed to reject that any of its inhabitants should fly and leave the stage.

[url=https://safebooru.donmai.us/posts/533934]The change to an outfit more suited for moving around in was purely self-interested, though.[/url]

"Umu, two singers against so many beautiful warriors... this is a battle worthy of the golden theatre."