[center][color=green][h1]Diana[/h1][/color]
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It was amazing the sheer quantity of people she had to fight. All with axes. So many axes. So many different people with axes. It seemed as though Hirotsuka had managed to recruit every woodcutter in the country to fight her. Worse yet they knew what they were doing. Countless time her practice lance was snapped by a heavy axe head and she was forced to fight with little more than a baton. Diana didn't even want to think about the bruises she had from in-numerable times those practice axes had slammed into her after efficiently knocking away her lance. Still she'd couldn't say the training hadn't done anything. She'd learned how to make the most of her amour and was a bit tougher now. Still a pain. She'd hardly even got to snuggle with that glorious tail, half the time she was too tired and its owner even seemed to be avoiding her! Whatever they had finally gotten a mission.

The trek was slightly draining but not excessively so. Apparently a group had already come before them and met a rather grisly end. [color=green]"Ew."[/color] was Diana's only comment on the matter. It looked like they hadn't managed to take out a single opponent before they all died. Well, all but one if the female scream was any indication, though that seemed to be a point of some debate. However that turned out to be less important than the bandits encroaching on their position. Diana stepped to the front of the group and stuck the butt of her spear in the ground. [color=green]"Dawww, look at all these tough bandits. I hear you guys like the ladies, just try not to be too rough, hmk?"[/color] she asked with an adorable head tilt that flicked her short pink hair. She was going to gut these bastards. Hopefully one of their ranged attackers would take the cue and start pelting these idiots.