Flamberge was on patrol again… ordered by her stupi—… no she shouldn’t say that, her ‘assertive’ sister, Zan Partizanne. She walked past the pillars, fidgeting with the gold chains that interlocked the two purple hearts on her v-styled collarette.
As she walked— she noticed someone below her as she stood on a platform! Wait… she knows this person, this was the person Lord Hyness talked about! She didn’t exactly remember what he or Zan said, but she did remember they had some relation to the Dark Lord, and they had beaten Francisca! So they’re quite strong…
They currently didn’t seem to be aware right now… so she should make her presence clear! That’s… that’s what generals do right? Gah! Never mind, why is she spiralling in her head about this?! There’s a possibly powerful being in here!
“HEY YOU!”
Flamberge called out, pointing to the intruder.
“YEAH YOU! You’re the one who defeated Francisca right?— Don’t try to deny it! If you’re still unaware, you just beaten the Frozen General of Hyness! You’re strong if you can do that, and from what I’ve heard— you’re here to stop our Lord Hyness from summoning our great Dark Lord!… and especially YOU HURT OUR DEAR FRANCISCA! If you had hurt a single blue hair on her head… I WILL BURN YOU TIL EVEN THE STARS WILL LOOK EVEN COLDER COMPARED TO YOU!”
She shouted, pulling out her fiery, wavy-shaped sword.