“But if you must know, I am Tyrhallan Venray. Captain of the Vanguard.” He offered her a bow, though it was lacklustre, not taking his eyes off of his new obstacle.

"Tyrhallan," Lucina replied as she bowed in return. "I shall remember it as I send you to the Allmother, but you did not answer the question. Perhaps I should speak more clearly, why would you dare to attack us when you are so clearly outnumbered?"

“I dare because of Vaim’s own impudence. What else would you expect when a pack of wolves shows up ready to invade your lands? And hiding behind refugees to boot.” He rebuked showing his cold contempt as he continued.

Lucina fell silent for a moment, pondering the Belisian's words before continuing, "I see... Well my honour is a small price to pay to ensure the lives of my men. That is my only concern right now and I would do anything to make it so. Anything."

“Such is the coward’s way.”

Affronted, the Vaimese captain donned her helmet again and reached for the hilt of her sword as she replied in anger, "Make no mistake, Belisian. If I cannot protect my men then by holy Terra, I will avenge them and you will pay for the blood you've spilled already!"

“And I do not have time to play with you.” He said as he rushed her.

"Then I shall make this quick!"

Before Lucina could draw her sword however, the Belisian was already upon her in a flash and she hesitated... but only for a moment. Instead of trying to unsheathe her weapon, she threw a left hook with a gauntleted fist and drove forward with the right, both with enough power to blow away the rain like a shotgun blast and outright decapitate any ordinary person.

Though her speed was certainly no match for Tyrhallan's own, she clearly had the advantage in strength and was intent on making full use of it. If both attacks missed, she would only need to close her arms around her opponent to end the fight right then and there. If the Belisian was wise, he would see this immediately and avoid being grappled at any cost.