[Pyrrha waits outside the gates of Mysidia, ever the image of a strong and noble warrior - clad in golden armor, sword and shield at the ready, and with her long red hair flowing behind her on the breeze. If she's worried at all, the expression on her face does not betray such emotion.
This is what she's trained to do for half her life, after all. Whether against grimm, the monsters of this world, or even former friends, a huntress' job is to fight, and to defend the people who can't. It's never easy, but she knew it wouldn't be from the very first time she picked up a weapon.]
...Get ready. They're coming.
[She glances to her left and right, briefly regarding the others that have been sent out to defend this place. They're in a bind, to be sure, but if this is where she is destined to fall, at least she'll do so among friends who are fighting for the hope of a brighter future. She could ask for no more.]
Re: #05 The Dusk of the Heroes || Mysidia
This is what she's trained to do for half her life, after all. Whether against grimm, the monsters of this world, or even former friends, a huntress' job is to fight, and to defend the people who can't. It's never easy, but she knew it wouldn't be from the very first time she picked up a weapon.]
...Get ready. They're coming.
[She glances to her left and right, briefly regarding the others that have been sent out to defend this place. They're in a bind, to be sure, but if this is where she is destined to fall, at least she'll do so among friends who are fighting for the hope of a brighter future. She could ask for no more.]