( Despite what her temper may suggest at times, Emilia loathes indiscriminate violence. The unnecessary death of innocents and not-so-innocents alike. If there's a way to peacefully resolve the matter, as Kamala tries, she would want it.
But there is no saving this corpse. They've succumbed to the hunger, to the instinct Emilia saw yesterday from the new recruits. Indecision is the enemy, and there is no time to waste: one of her vines wraps around the corpse like a thorny whip.
With what strength she has left, she yanks it toward her as opposed to Kamala, right as a column nearby crumbles. The corpse ends up buried underneath the rubble, one of its hands sticking out toward Kamala uselessly.
Emilia runs toward her right after. It isn't the first time she approaches the younger girl with blood splattered on her face, but it is the first time that she wraps Kamala up tight into her arms, pressing the girl's cheek into her chest to shield her if she allows. )
Don't look yet.
( It isn't just the creatures that pose a danger at the moment. The crowd is surging, becoming a stampede — the visuals of it are the stuff of nightmares, bodies crushing and piling on top of one another. Emilia's eyes are wild as she looks for the smartest exit, and then finally starts to move diagonally with the flow of the crowd in search of an opening. Their combined shields will hopefully protect them, as well. )
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But there is no saving this corpse. They've succumbed to the hunger, to the instinct Emilia saw yesterday from the new recruits. Indecision is the enemy, and there is no time to waste: one of her vines wraps around the corpse like a thorny whip.
With what strength she has left, she yanks it toward her as opposed to Kamala, right as a column nearby crumbles. The corpse ends up buried underneath the rubble, one of its hands sticking out toward Kamala uselessly.
Emilia runs toward her right after. It isn't the first time she approaches the younger girl with blood splattered on her face, but it is the first time that she wraps Kamala up tight into her arms, pressing the girl's cheek into her chest to shield her if she allows. )
Don't look yet.
( It isn't just the creatures that pose a danger at the moment. The crowd is surging, becoming a stampede — the visuals of it are the stuff of nightmares, bodies crushing and piling on top of one another. Emilia's eyes are wild as she looks for the smartest exit, and then finally starts to move diagonally with the flow of the crowd in search of an opening. Their combined shields will hopefully protect them, as well. )