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“Y-yea sure, I agree that the weather here is quite cold…to be wearing armor?”
Caster’s hood now covers her head as she gives Mordred a confused and scared look upon her face. The fact that Caster had to dodge such a powerful swing that easily took down a tree would stop a normal human’s heart. Wobbling in fear, Caster tries her best at least converse with the other.
“S-so you must be a…tree chopper of sorts maybe? Clearly you cut trees with a single swing of your sword. Wouldn’t an axe to be easier? You were swinging and cutting like a berserker person enraged. Ehehe…sorry I am a bit terrified still by nearly be cut in half. T-to answer your question, yes I am alone and dangerous varies on what would be considered dangerous. I decided to go for a nice stroll and I heard commotion. A-are you from around here though stranger? Nice armor by the way…”
Poor Caster, had she just encountered a Berserker of all people just now? If not then whoever this person is, she is quite powerful. There is a small trace of of magical energy around the area at least but nothing different than what she was sensing merely an hour ago.
@servantsofred
The woman kept stuttering and the mention of her armor made the Saber realize how much more difficult this had become. She had not only swung her sword recklessly, but she had been caught wearing her armor still.
“Y-Yes... I live up here alone and I am upgrading my.... Cabin.” she lied poorly “I apologize for terrifying you. You wouldn’t happen to know of any villages nearby? I’ve been up here for many years, but I’ve never once left this area.”
In the back of her head, Mordred was greatly hitting herself in the face.
