[There's a certain degree of faith involved in fighting with Hathaway, as there had been in ALASTAIR. As confident as she was in her martial prowess... there was little in their missions that could be accomplished by a single soul.
At least this one was reliable.
She sees the movement of the other soldier propelled by wind out of the corner of her eye, right before she shifts her grip on the one in her hands and half rears up, hooves lashing out for balance before she bodily throws the man back at his own compatriots. Let them catch him.
She returns to her bow, to drawing back the weapon taller than the invaders were with deadly precision...
Until even more of them begin to retreat, and Hayame finds herself torn. Pursue... or let them go.]
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At least this one was reliable.
She sees the movement of the other soldier propelled by wind out of the corner of her eye, right before she shifts her grip on the one in her hands and half rears up, hooves lashing out for balance before she bodily throws the man back at his own compatriots. Let them catch him.
She returns to her bow, to drawing back the weapon taller than the invaders were with deadly precision...
Until even more of them begin to retreat, and Hayame finds herself torn. Pursue... or let them go.]