Protect [i]sunface?[/i] The long journey hadn't taken a toll on the physical fit Muu, and she had luckily managed to eat a meal before departure. Thus, up until now, even if she had been worried, things had been more-or-less fine. But now? If worst came to worst, how was she supposed to [i]protect?[/i]

The girl was a [i]Bladedancer.[/i] What did the Knight think that entailed? If worst came to worst, it meant she had to simply kill the enemy fast enough to never lay a finger(or tongue) on the priest. It was a stupid toad anyway, right? So if she were to stand back, wouldn't she be fine? But what if not? Ultimately, compared to these two veterans, their life was expected to be expendable. Sure, Muu could serve as a meatshield, a very, very, fragile meatshield. 

It was only after Gwyn spoke to Muu that the brunette managed to calm down a bit. The smile of the masked woman radiated a familiar feeling of comfort. "Y-Yes!" Muu stammered out to Gwyn as she smacked her own cheeks. "Thank you." She also whispered to Gwyn, although not sure if she even heard. Finally done with pitying herself as the weakest, she drew her sword.

Moving closer and closer in prone position towards the general direction, the brunette sooner or later saw the toad. Was it really that dangerous? Poisonous, right? She didn't even wanna think about what this thing could do considering her experience with the goblins. Instead, she concentrated on the only thing that mattered. Dashing forward at quick speed just to break off to the side opposite of Matteo, her scarlet scarf waving behind her.