Her casual attire is still a bit strange for a battle-expectant mission but Donnie's hardly one to judge when he's not wearing not much better. He's been studying Nephenee's choice gear- namely the halberd and the shield, all sorts of ideas turning in his head. The shield itself is too weighty for him to want to really make use of, not that his choice of weapon really allows him the option.
It's kind of fascinating how Nephenee shifts into fighter mode with just those two additions. His dad had told him that it was that way sometimes in the coliseum, how a fighter would psyche themselves up for their match and become a completely different person.
The guards aren't too far behind, some starting to catch up with anyone lagging behind. "Over there!" Donnie shouts, not waiting to rush off as he sees one of the prisoners trip as a saber-armed guard bears down upon them.
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Date: 2024-07-17 03:22 am (UTC)It's kind of fascinating how Nephenee shifts into fighter mode with just those two additions. His dad had told him that it was that way sometimes in the coliseum, how a fighter would psyche themselves up for their match and become a completely different person.
The guards aren't too far behind, some starting to catch up with anyone lagging behind. "Over there!" Donnie shouts, not waiting to rush off as he sees one of the prisoners trip as a saber-armed guard bears down upon them.