Click-Clock!
Unsheath! Sheath!
Clink! Clink! Clink!
Chuck! Cling! Kachink!
Swish! Swoosh!
"Everything is in order it seems." (Vivian)
"I like this sword very much. Impressive work, Mr. Voros." (Edith)
"Can I have these steel boots?" (Isabella)
"Go ahead. Take what you need, keep mobility in mind." (Vivian)
"Thanks, Viv. You're the best." (Isabella)
"Are you all being serious?" (Matilda)
In this happy convention of lethal items and killing machines, one heroine stood against three villainesses who were arming themselves to the teeth and getting ready to do something dangerous.
"It is people's lives we're trying to save, and now you bring out all those crazy weapons?" Matilda said, looking at the three noble ladies.
"She's one of those, huh? Should have figured that out." Edith said while rolling her eyes.
"Those?" Isabella asked.