[From the moment she wakes up she's in the armory testing swords again. It's not organized like before though, but it is more practiced. A slash across.
War? This is not a battlefield. If it were, there would be proud warriors, proud demi-humans.
Then jab.
But I only know of women and children...
Then she lunges forward, clean off the ground, and a few foot across the room.
Of people weaker than you.
She turns and-there she is! Raphtalia tilts her head looking at her double. Then brings a gloved hand to her face...She was crying? Her double was crying. But she moved her hand and the duplicate was gone.
Armory
War? This is not a battlefield. If it were, there would be proud warriors, proud demi-humans.
Then jab.
But I only know of women and children...
Then she lunges forward, clean off the ground, and a few foot across the room.
Of people weaker than you.
She turns and-there she is! Raphtalia tilts her head looking at her double. Then brings a gloved hand to her face...She was crying? Her double was crying. But she moved her hand and the duplicate was gone.
...What just happened?]