Chika
The Samurai knew nothing about the girl named Anri. She knew nothing of her abilities, and only assumed she was brought along because she would be protected. This, however was not what Chika expected. What was that weapon? Why did a child have it? Why is the child actually besieging this place?
Those questions would have to wait. Chika ran in to protect Anri. Though she was not as fast, she was strong. Strong enough to hurl a rock from that earthly mound the child raised hard enough to embed itself into the head of any one of the now-confirmed enemies. Though they would likely begin fighting back, Chika managed to reach them and cut them down.
The gifted blade cut through flesh and bone quite cleanly. It lacks the weight and heft of an axe head, but it was sharp enough to work on balancing the difference out. The spirits cared little for what tool was used. They reveled in the fact that slaughter would be had once more.
The Samurai knew nothing about the girl named Anri. She knew nothing of her abilities, and only assumed she was brought along because she would be protected. This, however was not what Chika expected. What was that weapon? Why did a child have it? Why is the child actually besieging this place?
Those questions would have to wait. Chika ran in to protect Anri. Though she was not as fast, she was strong. Strong enough to hurl a rock from that earthly mound the child raised hard enough to embed itself into the head of any one of the now-confirmed enemies. Though they would likely begin fighting back, Chika managed to reach them and cut them down.
The gifted blade cut through flesh and bone quite cleanly. It lacks the weight and heft of an axe head, but it was sharp enough to work on balancing the difference out. The spirits cared little for what tool was used. They reveled in the fact that slaughter would be had once more.