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MacKensie's fury did not vanish when Zigmund was ripped away from her by Aurok. She even tried to fire a shot at the assassin as he fled the scene. He killed Clive and now he was getting away! Her temper only flared further when she was forced to witness the heroic and tragic death of Arthur who might well have saved all of their lives with his sacrifice. Shock was her external emotion, masking the rage that was her internal. The two balanced out that she could make decisions and move, without being stunned and without flying off the handle. Balance, sure, but both very seperate and very opposite emotions very-much existed in fierce competition.

She ran to the edge of the gorge to see if she could see Arthur, but there was no sign. After that she counted her friends to make sure the rest of them were okay, then made a bee-line towards Lillianna to check on her, running into Zell along the way and returning his hug albeit shortly and sharply, without response. When she saw that the American girl was breathing and her injury was tended, she closed her eyes in quick prayer to thank god that they hadn't lost a third person in this battle.

"James, you are a miracle worker," she said. No warm tone. No smile. Just a matter-of-fact compliment.

She didn't properly reassure Adam that he wasn't to blame, only shook her head to deny the Druid his attempts to make it all his own fault. They had to get out of this place and fast. Maybe she could find a moment to speak with him later, maybe provide some comfort as Fenna had provided for her, but with two deaths on her mind and possible danger lurking behind every corner, she simply didn't have the strength to deal with the young man. Once everyone had gathered themselves, MacKensie went ahead to scout for danger, taking her cues from Adam who thankfully continued to navigate for them. It felt like time was of the essence, as MacKensie wasn't sure if Lillianna would make a full recovery without proper bed rest and consistent supervision. Apparently Valhiem wasn't too far now. Surely there was an infirmary in the city. MacKensie strafed around corners and grapplehooked her way up walls, her crossbow cocked. Her logical side prayed that she not find anymore enemies, but that angry part of her wanted an excuse to fight something.

Finding the edge of the horrible Mazy Hillocks was a sombre relief, and the Ranger returned to the group so that she could leave with them. She'd managed to escape with only a mild injury - far luckier than some of her friends - but the battle had left her emotionally drained and desperate for rest.

I will meet you all in the city, I have some business to attend to.

MacKensie understood. "I would like to come too, if that is okay," she said. Joji graciously obliged. Before she parted with the main group, she handed all one thousand silver over to one of the others, then gave Zell a stern look. "Make sure your injuries are looked at. I am serious, Zell."

Zell's coughing up blood had not gone unnoticed, even if he was trying to hide it. The man had exceeded all expectations with his actions since Hommas. He'd gathered information and come up with a battle formation, thrown himself into a sea of lightning to rescue Lillianna from further damage, and MacKensie was pretty sure the assassin would've killed her were it not for him. After the battle he made sure to touch base with everyone and make sure they were okay, trying to keep morale high. His strength of character was far greater than he allowed people to see.

She walked alongside Joji, up the hill, occasionally casting her gaze on the limp body of Clive in the Japanese giant's arms. So much death. Townsguards of Hommas. Clive. Arthur. Who was next? How many monsters waited in their future? Why were they here? What was the point of all this?

Together they made the gravesite and MacKensie joined her friend in prayer, closing her eyes and putting together her hands. When he offered her a chance to speak, she did so.

"Arthur, you saved our lives with your courage and sacrifice," she suddenly welled up with tears, but held herself together and her rage burned away the desire to cry. "Clive, you fought to the end. We will never forget you. May you find your way back to our world and be welcomed at the gates of heaven. Rest in peace, comrade."

They stayed there in silence for some time, in quiet contemplation and mourning. When Joji was ready, MacKensie reached up and squeezed his shoulder in comraderie and they headed down to the city together. The time spent made her feel slightly better. Sadness would remain but the rage was dying down.

Before they got to the city gates, MacKensie spoke. "The assassin got away. Did you see?" she asked as they walked. "I do not think it is the last we have seen of him."
@Eviledd1984I'd be up for having MacKensie help Joji bury Clive. She's not in desperate need of healing. Maybe they can split off after exiting the labyrinth and make a nice gravesite, say some words and prayers?

I'll wait for you to post and follow your lead, whatever you decide to do with this.
@Goblinguy RIP Arthur Baker. He died a glorious, heroic death. We will remember your sacrifice.
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One person that came to mind was Renee O'Connor who played Gabrielle in Xena the warrior princess.

Also, Fenna be like "Water? You may have had some victories over the Dutch, but we have taken more land from you than you have from us."


"Lord Undaya, Ruler of the seas and King of the ocean, please forgive Fenna's people for making the North sea bend the knee!"

Documentaries ftw xD
Posting deadline for this round is Tuesday, right? I can still post tomorrow?
I've been thinking about what to post, but didn't really have the opportunity to sit down and write it out yet.


I'm pretty sure it was Tuesday or Wednesday. It definitely wasn't tonight so you should be fine Calle.

My lack of kowledge would mean my best answer at best would be a joking "Jack Black walking on his knees with a white haired wig and a dress".


lmao Well now I want Sir Gallahad from Monty Python Holy grail xD
I'll go with Saoirse Ronan as MacKensie.

She played an assassin so she's got the badass thing down. She's played royalty so she knows how to be a posh snob. Can speak French, born in Dublin(bonus points!)
Ooo, I'll have to think about this one. I'll get back to you.

Anyone who had a role in Lord of the Rings is a good answer in my book. Nice choice xD


Mac, arrows. Mac, arrows...

After James called the play, MacKensie limped around looking for her crossbow. It fired bolts. Not arrows. A common mistake that everyone seemed to make, but there were more urgent matters on the table, right now. For instance, and most importantly, Lillianna had been stabbed right through her mid-section. Saving her life had become the top priority. Zell clearly felt the same way as he threw caution to the wind and ran right into the lightning storm Lillianna had created. MacKensie paused in her search, terrified for him and Lillianna as it seemed that all of them were being hurt by the lightning. Arrows, Mac! she berated herself.

After being punched for the first time in her life (something that almost made her lose her breakfast,) she almost had her arm pulled out of her socket when she was tossed into the cliffside and she'd injured her knee on the landing. Now she was hobbling in pain, forced to turn her back to the action as she laid eyes on the weapon she'd lost earlier. It was lay right by the corpse of the Alpha Female. She retrieved it in time to turn around and see Clive meet his end at the hands of the steel-clad warrior. She gasped, frozen stiff at the sight.

Was this the end? Would they all die here? When the powerful ninja stole the cube from Lillianna's satchel, MacKensie wanted to cry. This thing was just too strong.

And then Adam's magical plants came out of nowhere and saved Lillianna, before forcing the enemy to drop the cube. It was a small victory, but it meant so much. It meant that the ninja could still be hurt, even without Lillianna's lightning powers. It meant there was still a chance so long as they didn't give up! What a splash of cold water to remind MacKensie of all of her friends valiant efforts so far. Joji's unarmed challenge. Fenna's aerial soaring swoop-

"ROOOOOAAARRRRR!!!"

MacKensie's rising determination grinded to a rough halt as she tilted her head back to marvel at this giant monster that charged into the fray and stopped right in front of her. Even her mind fell silent as she stood statue-like, just staring at the thing. What on earth was it? The horns, the teeth, the claws. She wasn't sure she could even imagine a creature so horrifying. To be so awestruck on the battlefield was a deadly mistake and the ninja sought to make her pay the cost. She turned to the sound of rapid footsteps and saw she'd been ambushed with no time to even blink. With all the commotion of the giant monster, and the ninja right in her face, she could barely hear another voice shouting. The sword of the ninja started coming down...

It's over.

She expected it to be a quick death - maybe feel something sharp just before nothingness. But no. She felt nothing of the sort. Arms wrapped around her as she was thrown to the floor, tumbling and rolling to a halt with...

"Zell."

She found herself and the Englishman holding eachother, nose to nose, and her brain realised exactly what had just happened.

"Y-y-you okay?" he blustered out.

"I... I think so," she stammered. Then said more decisively, "Yes."

He let out a breath of relief. "Holy shit, thank fuck."

She whispered a short chuckle as disblief became appreciation that she was still alive. As Zell got up off her, she lifted her feet to roll slightly backwards, then flicked her entire body in such a motion that she popped up onto her feet. Dropping a bolt into her crossbow, she didn't even realise she was mimmicking Zell as she stared the ninja down with nothing but vengaence on her mind. Eyes locked on her enemy, she stepped forward to stand beside her friend as he got his weapon back.

The promise from the Englishman needed no additional words from MacKensie. He'd said everything that needed to be said. And when he burst into action, MacKensie was in syncronization. She rushed too, firing a bolt at the ninja, her raw speed taking the lead. She faked a lunge at the enemy, then dashed left out of the way of Zell who engaged, then she lunged from a different angle, spinning into a precise dagger strike before dashing back out of the way.

Quick reloads, point-blank shots and spinning dagger attacks, in and out from a fresh angle each time - in perfect sync with not just Zell's attacks, but his determination and fury too.


MacKensie was dazed and hurt, lay on her back. She'd never had a fully-grown human being thrown at her before. It was not an experience she wanted to live through ever again. Urgency filled her mind, forcing her to try and get up. She managed it partly, turning onto her side and leaning on an elbow, trying to blink away the stars she was seeing, grasping around for her weapon, which she'd dropped in the impact.

"Are you alright, Fenna?" she asked the woman, her vision mostly blocked by the cloud of posion gas that they were on the edge of.

The explosion of dirt and rock, where they'd originally set up the party formation, drew her gaze. Seeing her friends caught in the blast gave her the second wind to rise up, though her knees were a little shaky. Then, where the posion cloud dispersed, the Alpha Female appeared and it did not look happy at all. Now she could see all of her friends. All down. All out. MacKensie wasn't sure what she could do. Her crossbow bolts had done virtually nothing to the creature. She felt helpless. And with that helplessness, fear and despair threatened to overtake her.

"Grrrgh," she growled through gritted teeth, forcing her fear away with every ounce of willpower she had remaining. If she was going to die, she'd do it fighting. And so she drew her dagger, holding it in place of her lost crossbow, her left hand closed into a fist and extended like boxer. Slowly she moved away from Fenna and Arthur, hoping to draw attention away from them, keeping eye-contact with the Alpha Female who watched her back with deadly intent. It was all she could do not to mentally break, try to flee, cry out for help - anything but face that terrifying gaze. But Sir Axel Trydant did not raise a coward! And MacKensie had not forgotten the face of her father. "Come on then, you disgusting fiend. Let's finish this."

"Finally, I've found you," came a voice from high up on the cliffside.

MacKensie looked up, barely able to see as she was so close to the cliff, but she saw the red light covering them all. And when it locked onto Lillianna, MacKensie started to realise what was going on. The spirit-seeing lightning mage had warned them already. Someone was after them. And now was the time that the prophecy had come to pass.

Seeing the two Alphas die so easily was silmultaneously relieving and terrifying at the same time. How could one person so easily accomplish what the whole party had struggled with? What was this thing!? MacKensie was shocked, feeling like she was caught in slow-motion as she followed the ninja's gaze to where Lillianna was. The Ranger reached out to her friend and shouted, which broke the spell.

"HE'S AFTER THE CUBE!!!"

The ninja started running, as did MacKensie. From her position closer to the wizard, she ran to cut off the new enemy, leapt into his path and sweeped into a low slash at his leg, aiming for the knee where his armour seemed weakest.
@Callelmao Of the Dark Souls variety xD

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