[h2]Sir Tyaethe Radistirin[/h2]

"I wouldn't care if you [i]were[/i] the Witch-Queen!" Tyaethe snapped, taking a split-second to analyse the situation--and then throwing herself back into the fray. Literally. There was nothing that she could reasonably do against so many magic circles aside from try to weather the storm or take out the one responsible, and if it was a magical defence against blessed armament...

Well, her sword hadn't worked, so she'd just have to put her [i]entire[/i] body into it.