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[color=#66CDAA][b][h1]Kayliss Lambert[/h1][/b][/color]
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[color=#66CDAA][b]"Tch!"[/b][/color] Kayliss hissed in frustration as the doll's arm just wouldn't quit. The bladed arm impacted against her breastplate and left a gouge in the metal before she managed to twist away, batting the arm aside with her short sword as she did so. In that moment, the commander chose to interject, her magical blade doing wonders in wrecking the doll. For a moment, Kayliss let a surge of jealousy at seeing someone else have such a wondrous toy. Then reality kicked in. Such a blade would barely see its true function used in her hands. 

[color=#66CDAA][b]"Acknowledged."[/b][/color] The commander's call to finish the doll off was met with verbal confirmation on Kayliss's end. It was practically a sin for an assassin to openly speak in the field, but fighting with a mixed force was a far different reality from a Crownsblade's typical assignments. Adjustments had to be made. 

As Urden aimed to smash through the doll's side, Kayliss surged forward from the other flank. Only blunt force trauma would do in shattering wood, and in the absence of a weapon suited for such, she only had one real option. Of course, Kayliss wouldn't have even considered this if the commander hadn't weakened its entire frame with a blow from Starshine. Her feet left the ground, and Kayliss whirled around in a spinning roundhouse kick, aiming to take the doll's head clean off with an application of her foot to its weakened neck joint.