"Oh? Traps?" asked Sylphie, twisting her body to look back at the others and smirking as she did, "You needn't worry about anything like [i]that[/i]."

Without elaborating as to why it would be a concern, the tiny girl continued on her way, though it was perhaps notable the path she forged ahead was frequently swerving as it to avoid something unseen. Evil intent, after all, was a dead giveaway when it came to things like this. Not to say that her senses were infallible(though Sylphie would never admit otherwise), but the trap set by an average bandit would not require any serious effort from her in order to locate it. The malignant feelings placed into its creation were enough for her, when it came to something simple like this.

"As for the bandits, if they surrender and honestly, truly repent for their acts, they can live," she added, even as she forged her somewhat curvy path ahead, her enormous sword resting lightly on her shoulder as if it weighed no more than a feather. "If they do not, I'll paint the earth with their blood~"

Her tongue ran across her lips at the thought. Oh, if they truly felt guilt and truly repented, that was another matter entirely... but unrepentent sinners...

In spite of avoiding the traps, much like Izel had elected to do, Sylphie proceeded to go right up to the front of the base without even the slightest concern. It had been concealed by a variety of different methods, nestled into a forested, rocky area that was in part blocked off by a grove of trees. Through a combination of traps and this location, it wasn't impossible for the demigoddess to understand exactly why it had been blocked.

There were several surprised and confused guards out front. Several had already been advancing towards Izel when she suddenly appeared, clearly intent on capturing her for whatever purpose they had in mind. If Sylphie had to guess, it was likely because they desired to sell her.

How despicable.

[i]How perfect.[/i]

It'd been so long... so long! Ah, but she could almost taste it...!

Sylphie raised her blade off of her shoulder. She'd give them a chance. A moment to repent honestly and truly. She was one who represented righteous vengeance, the Pillar of the East and the Left Seat. Slaughtering those who surrendered with honesty in their hearts was wrong.

But those who lied and held wicked feelings within them...!

The thick sword was leveled at the guards, glinting with a light that seemed not altogether natural.

"Allow me to introduce myself, o sinners," The Princess of Victory began, her smirk spreading into a grin as she spoke, "I am Sylphie Sorvost. I know it's been quite some time since anyone last saw me, but surely..."

Her grin grew wider.

"You recognize this sword, don't you~? [i]Don't you~?[/i]"

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