It’s Ogre, Isn’t It? - Lyon & Camilla
@theprincesdespair: ☠️ "Oh, dear." Lyon had just tried summoning a cat apparition to entertain Eirika, but when the black cloud dispelled, a massive ogre with a club appeared before him. He cast a spell to end the creature, but it barely grazed the thing. In a panic, he turned around for help and saw a woman with an axe. Perfect. He ran toward her. "Excuse me, miss, could you help me get rid of this thing?"
“It’d be my pleasure,” Camilla said.
Without Marzia, she’d need to improvise, but the poor lumpy thing he was running from was horribly slow. She angled herself in front of him and waited, sidestepping at the last moment and angling her axe at the belly. It bounced off, to her severe irritation, and she got another hit in before she deemed it too risky to keep going.
“Stay back, dear!” she called, “Although if you’ve got something capable of hitting it, please avoid me.”
