[color=00a651]Silfern Valenthorn[/color]

Nodding in affirmative to Fannily, Silfern took position on the little captain's left flank. She kept a wary eye at the crimson spear-bearer as the apparent mercenary became increasingly serious. Silfern tightened the grip on her sword as she spread her feet apart for ease of movement. The duelist took a deep breath, her mind entering a state of extreme focus. Her eyes locking firmly on Alette as her senses began to attune solely on the spear-bearer, noting every twitch, every shift in the woman's stance, soaking up every information she can get to read and predict her movements as everything except her opponent and anything between them faded in the background. This was a dangerous gamble that would render her vulnerable to outside attacks, but something told her that she'd pay for it if she didn't commit her all against this woman. 

[color=00a651]"While I realize that this is all just a misunderstanding, I will not let you hurt our Captain."[/color]

Silfern declared calmly, her now widened eyes zeroing steadily on Alette's with a penetrating gaze. 

Then, without another word, the Knight sprang into action, and in an almost inhuman burst of speed, stepped in range of the woman with one great lunge and executing a downwards diagonal slash before quickly jumping back, her sword ready to parry.