[h3]Artemisia de Chauret[/h3]

Impatient at everybody’s unwillingness to get a move on, Artemisia began to trot forward… before immediately catching the glimpse of a bona fide imperial wall of soldiers. She considered herself quite good at risk assessment, and her risk detector immediately told her to get the hell out of there before she was surrounded. And thus, she quickly buggered out of there, right in the direction that Cecilia happened to be calling from. 

“Don’t need to tell me!” Pulling her horse right around, she headed for her position near the alleyways, returning to the group and cursing their sluggishness at the same time. Recognizing that they were about to get into the largest fight of the day, she immediately began to cast another shielding spell, right in time for the volley of arrows. 

Arrows which were deflected by her shield… and Serafaye’s body. Wait, what? Artemisia’s eyes goggled at the horned girl as arrows and then even the advancing spearmen literally broke their weapons against her body.

Sorry, excuse me, what? Artemisia couldn’t believe what she was seeing. The little girl was literally tanking hits like she was a rock, barely moving at all. Her eyes protruded even further when Serafaye threw out one of the worst punches she’d ever seen, and sent a fully armored knight flying. 

Was the law of conservation of energy no longer a thing?

Whatever was happening, it didn’t matter, as long as they were getting an advantage. Making sure she was still firmly behind the girl, she threw out barrages of spells against the advancing soldiers.