A jagged line appeared across her face. From the upper right of her forehead, down and across her nose, to finish on her left cheek.
The line split open, blood began flowing out of the wound. Tilia winced as her head pounded with pain.
She became unsteady, her focus wavering. This caused her War Sight to fade away, leaving the Knight unprotected.
Her vision began to turn black, her consciousness fading.
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Clang~
"Oho? You actually moved!"
The Knight wielded a longsword, one they have depended on to keep their body steady. Now they had moved it, all to blocked the dagger's deadly strike.
The Knight spoke in a hoarse voice, "That one, they hold a heart of steel! To protect me while placing their own lives in danger!"
"You would break your deal with the Lord to fight for someone like that?"
"You have come to make sure I break that deal, so I'll follow your wishes. I know the Lord has no intention to follow his word! Therefor, I shall fight!"
