>>5185063>>5185064Adjusting your headpiece, you give the signal for Gunpowder to jump straight into their line of attack as you coat the outer part of your armor with your powerful white Od. A lesser horse would have protested, but you know he's always ready to suicide bomb an enemy if it means getting a good rush of adrenaline.
Before Azan could climb down the hill to help the other combatants, you hit Guts's armor out of the way of some amateur teenager's neck, swaying his weight diagonally as he fell over on his stomach.
"Hey! Did you forget I was inside your purse?! Don't knock me over like that!" A high pitched voice came out of Guts and his clothes, with something rustling on his chest encouraging him to get up, the black swordsman kneeling on his hunk of metal as more of the holy men cornered him.
"Cease this fighting, warriors of the See! Should you capture this man dead or alive, it will only result in more casualties!" Your reply to Azan and the blonde duo as you make your entrance. The two of them looked surprised to see a random traveler interfering on their crusades.
"Heh, who's the knight in shining armor?" Guts snides as you take a better look at him. His left eye is missing, his mechanic arm compensating for the stump he has instead of his real limb. The eclipse was no doubt rough for him in particular, but getting a read on his Od only confirms your suspicions.
There is a dark field of energy surrounding him whole, a ghostly array of souls morphing in and out of his mind. The brand of sacrifice was engraved in his body, and the contact with the undead has made him nearly indistinguishable from an actual apostle in terms of his spiritual condition. In fact, his soul wasn't exactly pure of evil intent either, seeing as he was thinking back on all the kids he killed.
"Just your typical Knight-errant passing through. Couldn't help but see the odds were stacked against your favor. We can leave the pleseantries for another time." You try to make sure your name isn't important to him right now, but he has other thoughts to occupy himself with.
"Like I needed your help, bucket-head! I can deal with these idiots on my own!"
Sure you can, Guts. Whatever makes you sleep at night...
