[@ShwiggityShwah][@PaulHaynek]

[b][color=fff200]Yang Bethlehem[/color][/b]

"Only your shoulder and side? You're lucky then." Yang let out a relieved sigh when she examined Ozzy, if all the damage he got was shoulder and sides then it was considered well. Her worry had been more on concussion and internal bleeding, or a broken neck from all that. She gingerly picked Ozzy up and hoped that they can find a healer after this.

Hearing the uproar nature of the battle, she quickly glanced around to see the lack of leadership had the Varjo knights quickly crumble and folded. The battle turning to their side as the rebels managed to win the day.

Seeing Felipe approach them, she inclined her head slightly to his presence even his attention came to Ozzy.

"It would be much appreciated." Yang politely said with a smile as he helped carry Ozzy to a healer.

When he inquired on this being their first combat, Yang looked around and saw the devastation. She schooled a neutral expression but her brows was furrowed.

"I'm no stranger to combat." She spoke slowly, counting the number of people passed away before reciting the passages for the departed internally in her heart. "It's still never easy."

She was a martial artist. Something she was drilled and taught endlessly. Other from the more wayward path consider the taking of life to be a step closer to true strength, she, however, disagrees with that path and pray would never go there.

"Nevertheless, our task is completed. After my companion is healed, we would have to depart soon." She then turned to Ozzy to share a look that brooked no arguments from her, she was already doing something she shouldn't and now, Ozzy was injured because of it.

Yang softly placed a hand over her heart and chest. A gesture that she copied from Rebecca and those of the western priest have done from time to time. "May fortune smile on you on your endeavor Felipe."


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[@AzureKnight][@13org]

[color=ed145b][b]Ditzy Stoneclub[/b][/color]

The moment Nera lunged forward again, Ditzy grinned as he immediately dove forward like an arrow.

This time, however, he only hit the air as the Viera had learned her lesson despite her feral state. This nearly offset Ditzy footing but he quickly stamped a foot down forward as he kept a focused look on Nera. Not taking his eyes off her for a single moment, unaware that his stamping had left a deep imprint on the ground itself.

Shifting and standing straight up again to balance himself, Ditzy continued his pursuit. Not letting a single moment of rest to Nera, the blood was still pouring but the adrenaline in him had slowly stopped it.

This continued on until Freyr, who had recovered, ambushed Nera with a tackle. He urged him to pick up his weapon, and Ditzy obliged him quickly.

The sandbag was deftly pulled and then spun around with his fingers, building momentum and force as Ditzy swung it around before he felt the right moment to come. Fingers tightened and snap around the straps, his arm raised before it streaks downward like a meteor.

"Hah!"

Nera who was briefly distracted looked upwards and saw Ditzy sandbag descending straight on her head, the force of a hob-goblin now amplified with a weapon, proved too much as she felt the strike went right to the brain. The firm body of the sandbag collapsed and molded itself around her skull as it dispersed much of the lethal strike into a pushing force right into the ground.

Involuntarily, Nera head met the ground first before her body went stiff at first before going limp, collapsing as she lay flat like a fish.

Ditzy slowly lifted his weapon up and approached Nera, knelt down and turn her around. He then placed his ear onto her chest and listened for a heartbeat.

The steady and slow rhythmic thumps confirmed she was still alive.

"Still alive!" He declared proudly with a smile as he stood back up, approached Freyr and offered a hand to him. Feeling like a boy who did something well even as Ditzy didn't seem to register his wounds. "I didn't disappoint Papa at all!"

The sandbag was the only reason why Nera was alive, had it been any other weapon, the results would've been similar to what befell on the knights that faced Nera.