[center][h1][color=lightblue]Galahad Caradoc[/color][/h1]
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[color=lightblue]"I'll take the fact that they're saying '[i]avenge Isolde[/i]' to mean that our little friend has taken it upon herself to handle Isolde how she saw fit."[/color] Galahad mused as they observed the marching paladins- a part of him was almost disappointed they wouldn't have their final confrontation with Isolde, it would certainly be more poetic, after their less than dignified retreat. Ah well, Galahad supposed it was easier this way- the paladins would lead them straight to Zacharias- and presumably Esben. 

The last time they faced off with Isolde's paladins, they were exhausted and worn down from their fight with Leviathan. Now they were fresh, relatively speaking. Galahad debated their chances of taking on fifty knights between the two of them for a moment before dashing the idea. As much as he enjoyed the idea of potentially seeing just how powerful these paladins were... perhaps fifty to two were odds a bit *too* unbalanced out of their favor. 

[color=lightblue]"The fact that none of their blades are bloodied probably means Chisato got away without incident."[/color] Galahad mused as he glanced towards the Cathedral. [color=lightblue]"If we can regroup with her, we can follow the Paladins to their destination, and strike them from behind."[/color]

Trying his best to keep the paladins out of eyesight, Galahad lifted his halberd, letting the light glint off his blade. Surely Chisato's sharp eyes would catch sight of them, or perhaps she had a bird's eye view and had already spotted them.