<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Just one... one wing wasn't enough for the stability to stay in air, even a pair of tattered wings were salvageable. Nidae knew that he was done, and she made sure to keep dodging. He could certainly take a hit or two, but her? It'd be like a rabbit getting crushed under a hammer. While she wasn't ruthless, she knew that recovery and retreat would prolong a battle so much more than complete annihilation. Lightly, she'd drift back into the perfect angle, about 50 kilometers in a directly 45 degree angle. With one thunder-like caw, she'd dip into a crashing dash downwards. Blue flame would erupt behind her like a jet as she impacted full force with the ice and would melt it immediately before just effortlessly floating down into the ice dome. "Stop." She'd just bring one of her pale palms up in the direction of the ice dome before closing it up somehow... so she could use ice magic too? It wasn't impossible, just difficult to use something outside your affinity for anything other than a minor, small thing like making an ice cube.<br/>
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"Caius. Go back home." She'd sit down in the center of the dome, a ring of blue flame circling around her and threatening to devour anyone who stepped too close. "I don't care why you're here but just... leave. If you die your father will never allow this war to end. I don't expect you to sympathize with us at all, but we're just looking to keep our nation. Once enough resources are thrown into this war it'll end... and yet here you are threatening to erupt it into even more." Her short scarlet hair had grown into gorgeous red locks, an absolutely fitting headdress on top of her head. The ornament tied her hair back into a ponytail that ended with two braids. Before, she was absolutely unremarkable but now her pale skin... and curves were absolutely womanly. Even through her armor it was easy to see she was decently voluptuous with a lack of any excess fat anywhere on her body. She was about six inches shorter than him, which still placed her at a rather large height for a woman.<br/>
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"Why are you here? Alone? Do you have any <i><b>damn idea how dangerous this is?!</b></i>" Why would she care? ...She was his opponent but the way she broke out into yelling at him made it seem like she was worried sick, she'd smash her foot down as she closed in on him before taking a deep breath and sitting back down on the ground. "Please... I know you want to fight for your father but just... just go home, for the both of us. Go ahead and tell your nation the hole in our walls is a trap, we're hoping to catch a spy so we can turn our defensive war into an offensive war. It doesn't matter... just go back." Her eyes averted from her figure as she continued to speak, downcast on the floor as she bit her lip softly... refusing to meet his eyes. The princess was almost hoping he'd start yelling at her... to break into a fit and explode on her.<br/>
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Could she kill him if she had to? Was there any way? ...No, but she wouldn't let him kill her. If she fell, so did her nation... and not even her stupid romance would allow her to run away like that. Now, she'd turn back to him again before locking eyes with him. "So what will it be, Prince Caius? Will you choose to be eliminated here or will you leave peacefully?" Those cold... tactile eyes locked on his figure... drained of those conflicting emotions they harbored a few seconds earlier. If he didn't leave, he had to be forcibly convinced or captured.</span>