(--) oh hai 200th myri post <3
If only her horse had the bravery and sense to join the fight, too -- a big stallion with heavy hooves was something to contend with. Cahal did most of what Myri asked him, but this was too much for even a creature as loyal as he or Eira. Myrika's stick struck and distracted the woman, who turned to advance on Myri.
Vesper flew at the pale wolf's back, harrying the wolf as she advanced toward Myrika, who swung her stick. It was blocked by the woman's steel-clad arm, deflected away without doming any sort of damage. The long steel sword glinted in the air above the woman, and Myri was aware that Vesper had hand on the blade, red blood welling up from her hands.
Snarling her anger, Myri threw herself forward, abandoning the stick and reaching for her dagger. It was drawn and clutched in her hand as Ithiel showed her, and Myri was in close with the wolf now -- too close for the sword. Saule let it drop and her other hand reached for her own knife even as her sword hand caught Myrika's wrist, stopping the slash from baring skull.
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