"What in the five maidens?" Nothing about this makes sense. Nothing. A Rakshasa captured a handmaiden of Venus herself. She had captured Giriel too, she had everything in the palm of her hand, and now here she was, being saved by the lion? Or killed in a more permanent way as the dust seemed to be saying. This was madness. The Rakshasa was being tackled by the General who could very well start to regain her powers if she saw enough actual combat, gods forbid circumstances actually allow her to command soldiers!

Everything about this was going mad, and though the boat flying over land ought to be the least of it, the leaves and twigs lashing Giri across the back made it feel like the most pressing. Yes, even over the firewand. It fucking hurt! "This is your fault! You stupid priestess, why did you do all this? Why bring the Rakshasa? Why summon the spirit of Venus? What was the point of it all? Goddamn you, you can lie to everyone else, but if you're going to burn me to death at least offer me something, gods damn something to take with my hungry ghost!"

[Giri staggers and lashes out at Zhaojun. She is spending her string immediately. Zhaojun, if in the middle of all this chaos you tell her something real about your motivation, take an XP.]