[i]Victoria had not awaken for a while, her body lying still as her mind drifted back into a painful conscious. She found her eyes staring up, at the cavern above her being, droplets of water from up above dripping upon her armored, beaten frame. She felt her aching body, the pain settling as both of her hands dug into the dirt underneath, her fingers clenching the uprooted ground tightly-[/i] [i]-Both of her hands?[/i] [i]Victoria forced her hand to look at her left side: it was true. Her armored pauldron and left arm coating had been destroyed and practically disappeared from her chassis. The arm was.. darker than the rest of her body, with more of a tan, perhaps, compared to her snow white skin. She looked over in questioning, before she found her masked sapphire eyes upon..[/i] [i]Vance.. without an arm..[/i] [i]Victoria scampered up towards his body, gagging in pain from her bruised body. Words sputtered from her mouth, nearly incomprehensible and desperate, filled with a sorrow and utter terror.[/i] "V-Vance~" [i]The Sororitas muttered, rising over his still body and cupping his head with her bloodied, dirt-ridden gloves, shaking her head wildly before checking for a brief pulse of a heartbeat. Luckily, there was one, one that was exhausted beyond degree, but.. it was there.[/i] [i]Hugging Vance tightly against her body, Victoria shook her head, the Sororitas silently crying before allowing his body to return to lying upon the earth, as she went to retrieve the bloodied greatsword. She tested Kalahan's weapon, it's swordshield functions and such before allowing the weapon to take place upon her back, within it's deep black leather sheath. Don't ask where that came from.[/i] [i]Retrieving the remainder of her weaponry, Victoria pressed her knee against the dirt as she lifted Vance from the earth, using what remained of her strength to carry his slumped body as she took one step, then two. Whenever her vigor had been restored, she began to heave the unconscious man out of the cavern, up the stairs that had lead them down into the pit of the cannibal, and back to the surface.[/i] [i]When Victoria finally reached the surface, Vance still in her arms, she promptly kicked the log cabin's door down, lurching out of the small building with the mage still in her arms. For a moment, she allowed his body to rest upon the earth, as she "collected" herself - in short, Victoria tore off her helm and fell to her weak knees, letting out her tears of terror and screaming in anguish: for Vance, for his survivability, for the terrible memories, for her very arrival upon the planet, as the vibrant emerald flames ever so slightly sparked within her naked left palm.[/i] [i]...There was no Emperor to help her now. Victoria had herself, Vance.. and Ike, wherever he was. Those three, against whatever would threaten their lives. Gritting her teeth in newfound reassurance, Victoria stumbled upwards, turning towards Vance once more and lifting up his limp body, almost as if cradling him. If cradling involved nearly dying to a cannibalistic monstrosity.[/i] [i]There was no path laid out for the Sororitas, other than the path back to the Dojo. Forwards. And thus, she moved onwards, as the nightly moon that hung above shone down upon the two warriors whom were merely returning home.[/i] ((Fin. Dayum.))