The Dragon Knight takes in a deep breath once she feels the pain of her wounds fade, although the noticeable cooling is something she isn't quite familiar with. Regardless, the magic seems to have done its work--for the most part.
Still a bit disoriented (but why, exactly? she wonders), she still uses her weapon for support, but is able to remain on her feet without too much effort. Freya shakes her head, a frown coming to her face.
"I was defeated by the general who invaded my home," she replies, regret in her voice. "Her skills were too great for my comrades and I to manage..."
But how had she been brought here? She clearly remembered taking the telepods to the queen's airship with her friends, and watching as that same queen destroyed the place she'd sworn to protect. Had she passed out? What about the others; where were they? Were they still injured, as well, or as confused as she was?
i wouldn't remember enough to criticize, haaah. i'm sure you do great!
Still a bit disoriented (but why, exactly? she wonders), she still uses her weapon for support, but is able to remain on her feet without too much effort. Freya shakes her head, a frown coming to her face.
"I was defeated by the general who invaded my home," she replies, regret in her voice. "Her skills were too great for my comrades and I to manage..."
But how had she been brought here? She clearly remembered taking the telepods to the queen's airship with her friends, and watching as that same queen destroyed the place she'd sworn to protect. Had she passed out? What about the others; where were they? Were they still injured, as well, or as confused as she was?