>>5195206You feel angry. Angrier than you’ve ever been in your life. You’re angry at yourself, for not having volunteered to be taken in Martha’s place. You’re angry at the world, for being full of such evil that only a few months ago was completely unfathomable, and now seems a regularly occurrence. Most of all, you’re angry at Monica. You remember her final words to you. How she wanted so badly to torture you, and cut you piece by piece. How she beat upon you and kicked your head in. You want nothing more than to inflict that same torture to her one hundred-fold. Her and everyone like her that practices whatever sick, dark arts these are. You scream, as loud as you can, from the very depths of your soul.
“It’s okay.” You feel Corrine embracing you, taking you into her chest. She’s blocked your view of Martha with her body. “Kate…report back to the others.”
You feel Kate’s presence standing by you, refusing to leave your side. She puts a hand on your shoulder, before taking flight on her pegasus. You’re not sure how long you sit there, in Corrine’s arms. You can no longer hear battle from the front of the chapel, but there’s still some sort of commotion going on. Eventually, you hear others running towards you, and the sound of horse hooves.
“Is everyone okay?!” You look up to find Edelgard, alongside Hubert and several of the Knights of Seiros behind them. Their weapons are drawn as if they expect further battle but relax upon seeing only you and Corrine.
“We’re fine. There was another…uhh… Demonic Beast… that attacked Blair, but Kate and I were able to…step in.” Corrine manages to avoid uttering the reality of the situation. You pull yourself away from the girl to face Edelgard.
>“Monica! Where is she! She did this!”“At ease, Blair. We know. She escaped, though not before managing to inflict a mortal wound on Captain Jeralt.” Edelgard informs you. The Crown Princess’ eyes never leave the sight of Martha’s body, a dark look on her face. “Blair, I promise you, this will not stand. You have my word; Monica will pay for this. It doesn’t matter who she really is, she’ll answer for all that she’s done in blood.”
>“My lady, please, allow me to be the one that kills her.” You ask Edelgard. There’s a hardness to your voice. One that would be considered uncouth when speaking to someone of her social standing. But right now, you don’t care about that.”“I won’t stand in your way, Blair. When we find her, you’ll be there to bring her to justice.”
