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Basiluzzo, Squire of Uranus

That b*****d ducked right under his hit, and Basiluzzo went to immediately round about for another one.

He never quite got the chance.

The curse was spat from between his teeth before he even mentally registered the elbow to the gut. He grit his teeth as his breath hissed in and out. At least more of his allies were beginning to show up, because that helped give him a second wind on its own. Seeing Faustite made him see red, and the fire burning in Faustite’s midsection was answered by the hot rage that flashed through Basiluzzo’s body.

Then, of course, Faustite said the fateful words of fall back, and Basiluzzo almost let out a cheer.

Almost.

Instead, he centered himself and channeled that spare energy into throwing a blow forward again, wanting to make sure that they all were going to fall back as Faustite commanded.

It didn't take long for the secondary bastards that the primary b*****d brought with him to start disappearing, with some of the members of their side following as well.

Most importantly, the princess also fell back.

Noticing that, Basiluzzo gave in and fell back too, moving his direction toward where Encke was currently stationed.

Erytheia sighed as he heard Faustite call for a retreat.

The knight would never get used to battles like this, no matter how many he had been through. Nor would he get used to the fact that his bow could launch arrows now that actually did damage. They still made his heart race and all this worries come to the forefront.

At least, Ida and her cat were fine. Her use of her star beam against the flame general reminded him of Tama. He best leave before all their auras attracted more attention.



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[ Illyria, Guardian Cat ]]

At first Illyria couldn't help but jump at the feeling of someone else's hand wrapping around her own and she almost, for a moment, thought it was someone of the other side trying to deceive her into going with them. The aura however of the hand-holder was not chaos and Illyria's gaze turned to take in the fact that the one leading her backwards was none other than Ida. Turning to watch the last of the group that had attacked Ida disappear from the vicinity Illyria smiled grimly. That was good: they were retreating. Hopefully they'd stay away for a long time.

Allowing herself to be tugged back into the group that had come to Ida's rescue and defense Illyria pondered shifting back into her feline form before shrugging off the thought. The danger had passed and it was much more interesting to be bipedal amongst those that had come to help out. ... She felt freer than she'd ever felt before and felt a feeling of contentment wash over her. Ida was safe, she was safe, and their allies were safe. Everything was right with the world.

Almost ...

A strange feeling washed over Illyria and she peered around at the group before shrugging off the deeper sense of connection she was experiencing. One day soon she'd find out what this sensation was.


(( Just making some sort of exit post ))