[center][h1][color=gold]Leannah[/color][/h1][/center]

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Looted. Nothing of interest with the tapestries, not even so much as anything left on what she assumed was the old warden's desk and effects. Hell, someone else could have popped in here a long time ago, or even as recent as herself and anyone else on these premises waking up from a certain moon goddess' offer. Either way it had been just one little monstrous abomination in here, which was a relief, but at the same time it left her with not much choice of what to do. The thing was still out there, and from what she could see in the window it was not too happy after-...wait did Malphas just fly? Ok, even she had to admit that was kinda great to be honest. Guy seemed to have his own attitude, but he'd just proven his little stunts could have good effects potentially at least. Gave her a little more faith in him, at least, though her situation wasn't much helped at the moment. 

...Heh, but of course it would be like her to think of this as a 'backup' plan. Would be a hell of a way to go out if it went down as she thought, but all the same it was her terms and also kinda badass in concept. 

Soon, behind the angry and roaring Guardian that was looking for its other quarry, Leannah would pop back out of the tower's entrance door. Except instead of running away from the monster, she was running [i]toward[/i] it at top speed. Her breathing was controlled, her eyes locked onto her target with unwavering abandon, and every muscle in her body channeling the fullness of her might at its very peak as she would throw the spear at the Guardian's head with the precision of an Olympic Champion and the might of a battle-ready martial arts master. After this, she was blitz toward the Guardian with the intent to leap up on it and do battle with her fists and body. 

Screw this thing, she was going to kick its ass, die trying, or something!