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Yvonne glanced at the mercenaries trying their best to pen her in. Then her sight flickered toward Chounan, much in the same situation on the other side. The heat from the fire baked at her back, contrasting the cold plate of Matilda's armor in her grasp. She sighed. Oh well, one last attempt, then it's mass murder.

She let the orc captain go, as gently as it's reasonably possible under the circumstances. Then, mace in hand, she charged into the enemy ranks. A few spears were thrusted in response, a very textbook maneuver, but their timing and reach were mismatched. Drilled and experienced in combat, but mostly not quite veteran yet. Come to think of it, now that the fire brought some extra illumination, most were young faces.

Maybe this will work after all.

Judging the distance, Yvonne halted and built up her inner strength as she swatted the spear that extended furthest. It didn't break but was ripped out of the wielder's grasp with a yelp of pain, the return swing repeated the feat on another. The spears flew in an arc to clonk the people around, a moment of chaos that she perfectly utilize to tear through into their ranks.

A different power built up in her lungs as Yvonne howled, an inhumanely loud cacophony closer to a beast than a human. The effect was immediate, the mercenaries seized in sudden terror before almost at once they turned tail and fled.

[b][color=#a4161a]"I'LL RIP YOUR ARMS OFF AND BEAT YOU TO DEATH WITH IT, MOTHERFUCKERS!"[/color][/b]

Some shook off the effect sooner than others, but the sight of their companions fleeing (and the threat they're hearing right behind them) kept the rout going strong. Most of them stumbled on the fence, but it wasn't built to keep humans out. Within moments they climbed over and vanished from sight, leaving terrified screams behind.

That was easy, for once. Stretching her arms, Yvonne went off for a repeat performance to relieve Chounan before finally managing to drag Matilda into relative safety.

*****

Several minutes later, the communication device on Jazdia buzzed for attention as the paired device reestablished connection.

[b][color=#a4161a]"Is this bloody thing working? Hello? Oh finally! Whoever designed this need to get a spanking, I swear."[/color][/b] Yvonne's voice could be heard from it, somewhat distorted and a bit high-pitched in a way that resembled a chipmunk but at least it's connecting. [b][color=#a4161a]"Short version, it all went to shit. I think Matilda got a face-full of explosives, she's got shrapnel all over. Currently unconscious again, but she got some scrying orders out to missus Verny here. Supposedly prince's in Fanghorn. For sure this time. Small fort on a hill, there's stone wall, village attached next to it, in view of the river yeah? He's in the garret up there. What to do now, boss?"[/color][/b]