[center][color=#8f344f][h1]Li Zhao[/h1]
[b]Location:[/b] Unknown, Froviel Empire
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Everyone
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The sound and fury of blades and shields clashing was all too familiar. Surveying the battle, Zhao could plainly see that the knights were being overwhelmed. The monsters seemed weak enough, in fact, dozens had been dispatched by the others that arrived with her. Her mistake was in overestimating the knights' strength. She knew her knowledge of this world was lacking, but watching the chaos made the shame burrow even deeper. She couldn't stand idle any longer, regardless of how much she wanted to protect the child next to her. [@Sedjwick]

[h3][i]Fwish~[/i][/h3]

A twinge of pressure and a sharp, but mild pain throbbed at her thigh. Looking down, she noticed a small tear in her ceremonial dress and a stray arrow settling in the dirt at her feet. She stretched the fabric of her dress to inspect for wounds, but found none. There was only a small, red blemish on her skin where the arrow had struck her. Bewildered, she retrieved the arrow and held it before her. 
[color=#cd758f]"It can't be..."[/color] She pressed her thumb against the sharpened tip of the arrowhead, but barely felt any pain at all. She pressed harder, wondering how much it would take for the arrow to break her skin, but the arrowhead broke off instead. The tip didn't cut her at all.

Then she realized it. This was [i]her[/i] blessing.

A terrible howl sundered the air, ripping at Zhao's ears. Her eyes searched for the source, cutting through the dust in the air and found it: a grotesque creature, more mongrel than man, standing head and shoulders taller than any of the other kobolds. The morale of the knights seemed to hit rock bottom at the mention of a "Kobold Lord."

She turned to Milo. [color=#cd758f]"I'm sorry, but we won't make it out of this alive, if I don't help them. I promise I'll come back."[/color]

Zhao sprinted towards the frontline, scavenging a sword from one of the fallen knights along the way. A two kobolds lunged at her as she drew near. They both fell to the ground in two bloody chunks as she cut them apart with her blade. She felt no resistance at all, it was like the kobold were made of air. 
Another one tried to ambush her, but she jabbed at it with a snapkick. It was like crushing eggshells as her foot connected with its chest. The kobold's body caved inward, and it let out a deathly wail as it flew several meters into the air and landed far out of sight. [i]Interesting[/i].

Finding a gap in the front line, she charged through and overrunning any kobold that got in her way. She used the bare skin of her arm to block the rending claws and crushing bites, but all they did was tear at her clothes. Even if she could cut through them effortlessly, it did little to control their numbers. Dozens more were still flooding in.

She shouted at the archer (Ren, [@Travesty]) she was watching earlier. [color=#cd758f]"Hey you! Aim at the Kobold Lord! If we can kill their leader, these beasts may retreat."[/color] She turned to the knights on either side of her. [color=#cd758f]"Close in the ranks behind me, I'm going to try drawing their attention away from you all."[/color]

Zhao was no master swordswoman but no matter how imperfect her technique, her blade cleaved through any creature it cut. The sword felt so light in her hands, like holding a feather. Making wide swings, she began carving a path into the enemy vanguard while shouting and cursing them to draw their attention.