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As the car halted by the parking slot, the maid took one glance at Fiora, studying her face, eyes and behavior. A sigh escaped from her lips, noticing the anxiety of the woman, albeit not really softening her stiff gaze. "It is just one person at a time." The maid said, quietly. "I don't agree...

"Then, it is settled, Captain!" Ronja grinned and nodded, happy to have such a confident leader before her. There would be no need for her to worry, having someone like Charlotte next to her. The following words then caught Ronja's attention, and she clasped her hands together. "Dumbo? Is that...

Upon the question, the maid tapped her index a few times on the wheel, seemingly in conflict. It was clear she didn't want to say anything. But orders were orders. "Ms. Riemenschneider has never been a healthy girl." The maid said. "Quick to be sick, her immunology system was always weak. And...

Ronja could feel a flutter in her chest as Fiora spoke nothing else mattered, and Ronja, similarly felt the same... As selfish as it was, Ronja could only see and hear Fiora during the moments their lives were at risk... And even now that they were fine, she was still her only priority...

Ronja giggled at Harper's response regarding the bullets, feigning a carefree shrug. "If it kills, no one can tell Ronja she didn't try to be non-lethal." She joked for a moment, opening a single eye and shaking her head and waving her hand as if rejecting the idea. "But of course, Ronja is...

"Right?" Ronja agreed with Luthien. Nothing was more exciting than nearly dying a couple times in a row while carrying a Wyvern hatchling, venturing against deadly looking birds. "Ronja is sure Omelette is finding it fun too, right?" She looked at the small creature, that was still a bit shaky...

The arm wrapping around Ronja, the arm of the person she held so dearly made the girl realize the one everything would be fine now... No. Everything was fine as soon as Fiora stepped in to save her. Ronja was just too silly to realize it. Too lost in a hopeless state to understand it. The Magia...

160 -20 HP from Pressure The pressure continued to tighten Ronja's lungs, even if the pain was eased by Fiora's efforts and self-sacrifice, which Ronja wouldn't stand for and would make sure to scold her after the two of them came out of this alive. Hopefully, they would- Ronja prayed...

160 -20 HP from Pressure from self heal (Roll halved from last Cycle) Ronja grimaced when the creature lunged at Fiora, with each of the vipers going for a part of her body, in a brutal and venomous pinning. The elf had told her to heal herself, but just standing behind... Just waiting Fiora...

Ronja giggled at Charlotte's words, shaking her head. "But you are different, Captain. You are nice to Ronja." She said. Certainly, their very first second of interaction was a bit alarming, and Ronja thought she would be tossed at sea, but now? Now Ronja knew she was a friend! Or at least Ronja...

160 -20 HP from Pressure +76 +38 HP from self heal (Roll halved from last Cycle) This Cycle's rolls are halved Protected by @Fiora Di Angelo Despite the pressure crushing her lungs, despite every pain, despite the fear of the creature howling in their backs and the tears going down at every...

160 -20 HP from Pressure -30 HP from Echoes of Beyond (Vulnerable) Next Cycle's rolls are halved Ronja watched with wide and teary eyes as Fiora averted her attention entirely to the Magia. The sight of the Knightess approaching, trying to reach her with her hands, was something that brought...

160 -20 HP from Pressure The pressure grew, becoming overwhelming to the Magia, who struggled against restraints and pain, shaking her head and gasping for air as she frowned, staring at Fiora and the aberration clashing in a fierce fight. She wasn't going to stop. Ronja struggled, widening...

160 -10 HP from Pressure "Fi... ora..." Ronja muttered seeing the knightess approaching, with clear intentions of charging toward the towering aberration. At first, the small Magia couldn't fully register and believe what she was looking at. She was sure her friend would've been knocked out...

160 -5 HP from Pressure "HEY!" Ronja tried to call once again, seeing the figure from afar, one of the many other hostages that existed in that strange cave. The hostage seemed to twitch this time, reacting to Ronja's voice and making her perk up in a vague moment of hope. "A-Are you alright...

Ronja's consciousness faltered as soon as the impact came. An uncomfortable grip surrounded her, very unlike to the gentle hold Fiora had. Even if barely conscious, she knew she wasn't being protected by her this time- And it made sense, she pushed her out of the way. Probably there were much...

It was a leap of heart after another, with Ronja's eyes growing wide open as she staggered on the ledge of the cave, being pushed by the skillfully placed aeromantic spells. Her hook tightened against the ledge, managing to keep Ronja standing as she nearly went for a face first, thankfully...

Ronja's teeth gritted when Fiora mentioned other Magia, shaking her head in disapproval and retorting immediately. "That isn't what Ronja meant!" She said, dropping her gaze to the ground and then looking up to face Fiora, who heated up with words and emotions coming from the depths of her...

Ronja could only muster a nervous smile back at Luthien when she returned the compliment, with the bird endangering them draining most of her attention. Plummeting to their death on the bottom, becoming dinner on the top-- Turned out the solution was going to the sides, and Luthien was quick to...

"That's because here Ronja isn't boring." Ronja said, frowning as she continued her path somewhere else. She already had all that map recorded into her mind, into the brain of this perfect body she managed to create. Free of flaws. Free of failures, aside from just a silly speech manneirism...