@ignis-draco-deus asked for a starter
⚔️ —The woman could only stare at the many corpses of the apostles that lay lifeless around her, her breathing harsh and heavy, and her chest rising up and down, the smell of IRON strong in the air around her. She couldn’t feel any pain, but only the feeling of blood seeping out of the wounds that laid hidden beneath the berserker armor, the liquid pouring out of the cracks and onto the ground. Guts could see her vision go blurry but quickly refocus, she could still feel the adrenaline pumping in her veins after tearing up the apostles which now lay still with the slab of metal called the sword in her hands and covered in the red liquid.
She was thankful the armor hadn’t activated, if so, she wouldn’t have know what she would of done, but all she knew is that she was going to be sore as HELL when she takes the armor off in order to try and tend to her wounds, that is if she was even able to..
So spaced and in thought, she hadn’t even NOTICED the man had appeared before her right away, her dark eye shifting to look up at the man, her grip on the blade tighten. Guts was in no mood for a fight at all if that was what the other wanted, in fact, she didn’t exactly have the energy for it, it wasn’t because of pain, she couldn’t feel it right now, but in fact, it was due to the amount of blood she was beginning to loose from being thrown around by those demons.
If this man was smart at all, he would leave her be and wouldn’t try to fight her....