If she was honest with herselfâand she tried so very hard not to beâthen she didnât think anyone would come. She couldnât put her legs under her and beneath the haze of panic-induced adrenaline there was a dull throb coming from her ankle. Her journey had taken its toll and now there were horrifying monsters and nowhere to run. If it had been any other day she would have dragged herself to safety if she had to because fuck thisâbut it wasnât and the hope sheâd managed to cobble together drained from her entirely.
After all those times falling out of the sky, running on breakneck adventures with friends she didnât know she could make, and running small jobs where she could cobble together moneyâit wasnât any of those that would kill her, but this. Her own weakness.
âI wish⊠I wish Iâd neverâŠâ
âHELP!â Her voice broke on the word. This was stupid, this was futile, what are you doing just take the end with some grace. Her hands snared the bark of the tree and dug in in an effort to pull herself up. What was she doing? What was she doing? âHelp me.â
Misha stared in disbelief at the strangerâs back as he fended off theâtheâdemon mice. Her hazy vision turned to an incomprehensible blur as soon as she grasped the face grinning at her over a shoulder and if she hadnât already been on the ground the world her legs would have given out right then and there. âKay?!â
It came out more of an incomprehensible wheeze as a sob racked her throat. She had never dared call the man without his title in Camelot but she was so damn happy andâand get up. Get. Up! She dug her fingers into bark again and this time, hope burning bright, she managed to get to her feet. Tears spilled down her face and she couldnât tell if it was from her delirious relief at seeing him or the stab of pain at putting any weight on her right ankle. She settled for the former, a strangled hiccup-laugh falling from her lips as she swapped to a familiar unfamiliar tongue. [âIâm so happy to see you.â]Â The burst of joy didnât last, however, as she saw the demon mice behind him starting to haul themselves to their feet. [âBehind you!â]
The nightmarish beasts leaped for him and Misha didnâtâcouldnât think. One of her Mary Janes was off, flung over the manâs shoulders where it proceeded to smack a faintly dumbfounded mouse in the face andânot do anything. Heck. She froze for a beat at the malicious glare pointed her way. If it werenât carrying all her supplies sheâd have thrown the rucksack tooâthe rucksack! There had to be something in there right? Had they given her a dagger in Camelot oh god she couldnât rememberâ
     Kay? For a moment Arondight looked confused, especially so when she started speaking in another language. Though he didnât have much time to think about it since the little monsters were getting back up, âTsk, shit...â As he lifted his sword to fight again, and from over his shoulder of all things a shoe flew knocking against one of the round heads and bouncing off harmlessly. The blond couldnât help but laugh, this girl had fight in her!Â
      âArondight!â Cortainâs voice called out and the knight rose his voice without looking away from the monsters hew as about to engage. âLittle miss, youâre gonna run towards that voice alright? Thereâll be a blond and a brunette coming this way. Stay with the blond, but I need the brunette ok? Iâll hold these guys here.âÂ
     To be honest, the knight wasnât sure if she could do as he was telling her and even if she didnât he knew that Caliburn and Cortain would be there soon. However in the case that she could it was more ideal to get the young lady out of his way. It would be easier for him to fight if he only had to focus on what was in front of him.
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