Shield!
Send “Shield” for my muse’s reaction to yours placing themselves between my muse and danger.Send “sword” for my muse to put themselves between your muse and danger.
Mordred felt herself being thrown back by the sheer force of that last attack, the attacks finally taking their toll upon her armor and body. Fragments of her armor fell as Mordred stood, slower was her rise this time that she didn’t properly raise her weapon to block this next strike.
However rather than meeting her end, Saber found that someone stood in front of her, blocking the strike with all their might.
The sight of a white dress and veil stood firmly before her.
“B-Berserker?” Frankenstein’s growls quickly brought Mordred back to her senses only for her eyes; widening in alarm at the large green tinted lightening flying from Berserker’s large mace in large untamed streaks.
“Berserker!” This time concern filled Mordred’s tone, even Mordred had struggled to block the strikes. Though before she could protest, the large mace slammed the opposing weapon into the ground and Berserker followed up with a mighty roar, throwing her mace upwards connecting with their enemy, sending it shooting away from the pair.
The Knight stood in awe until finally she noticed the small pristine gloved hand that Frankenstein had offered to her, taking the hand Mordred felt herself being pulled up. Saber felt a smirk growing as Berserker gave a confidant nod.
“You’re right Ber- Fran. This fight is an easy win now that you’re here. Don’t let me forget that I owe you one when we return victorious.” Now both of them stood tall together, Mordred burning with bright crimson around both her form and sword while Frankenstein with green lightening jumping around her mace.