As Firion, Raziel and Frog were deciding how to proceed, their deliberations were interrupted by the message of this Lorine. As she told them how she and nine others were responsible for drawing them here, that this world was created by absorbing their worlds and many others, Firion felt like he was facing off against Emperor Mateus again. Such arrogance and condescension was exuded by this woman, who seemed to believe that being powerful meant you had a right to rule by force. The final stroke came when she mentioned that they had captured their friends and and comrades and planned to use them as deterrent in this twisted game that she and her fellows had conceived .
"This can not and will not be allowed.", thought Firion before the island floating above him and his new allies burst into motes of light. However before any of them could react to the disappearing isle, some of the mote had converged into a portal of some kind. From it, emerged a spear that landed between them.
"A spear? What manner of warrior are they sending at us? Could he or she be from my world?".
He did not have to wait long for his answer as the owner of the spear landed. Clad in a dragon motif full plate armor, the warrior was obviously female, as the armor hugged each contour of her frame. This meant it had probably custom-made, which also meant she probably had most of her full range of motion unimpaired. Then she took to the sky, leaping towards Raziel, with spear in hand.
"A dragon motif armor wearing, spear-wielding, warrior capable of powerful leaps? This has to be a dragoon. More likely from Cecil's world than mine, since Ricard couldn't pull off a leap like that."
The prospect of meeting up with the dark knight/ paladin again brought slight smile as it would mean he may see an old comrade again, though to what capacity bothered him. It was then that his eyes caught sight of the female dragoon's back as she descended. There was a rather large gem, obviously magical, on her back. It was visible thanks to a hole in the armor. Then she struck. Raziel parried her attack and had attempted to toss her. To this, she responded by planting her spear and using the momentum to spin around and kick Raziel in the face. As Raziel stumble, Firion decided to rely on unarmed combat. Even if the dragoon was intent on killing them, she was still a victim of circumstance. As he planted himself to await her attack, he saw Frog leap in the air towards the dragoon.
"Let's see what you do, warrior. I await you next move.", thought Firion as he lay in wait of her reaction to the frog knight's assault.
Mastery of magic is when telling time means telling time what to do.
In Honor of a true warrior: Quotes from Dinobot
Quickstrike: [gloating and tauntingly] So, what's a warrior without weapons, eh?
Dinobot: A warrior still! [Punches Quickstrike twice, then throws him so he lands on his head, knocking him out]
- Honor does not need to be won, but it must never be lost.
- The question that once haunted my being's been answered. The future is not fixed. My choices are my own. And yet... how ironic. For I now find that I have no choice at all. I am a warrior. Let the battle be joined.