As the sun starts to set, you find the final lair, home to the mobs that have been plaguing the region. It's been a long but productive day, with Victoria cleaving her way through monsters and protecting you while you offered support. Normally she'd never take a quest like this, but apparently navigating the narrow, winding forest paths helps take her mind off of her troubles. The air is filled with the crispy sound of rustling leaves and the occasional animal call.

Victoria lifts her ornate dark purple visor, the gold-tipped antennae on her visor catching the last rays of sunlight. Her expressive teal eyes scan the surroundings, a mix of determination and weariness evident in her gaze. She takes a deep breath and shakes her head.

It's times like this that she's glad she thought to hire you rather than going solo. There's no need to adjust the straps on her shield or make sure her scabbard is secure; you've taken care of all of that.

She smiles, a hint of her usual cheerfulness breaking through the fatigue. You know, this reminds me of the early stages of a JRPG. The hero always has a trusty companion to watch their back.