“ARGH!” another grunt and slash of her sword and Ausan was bathed in the blood of her foes. The dark blood nearly covered her from head to toe now as she cut her way through the battlefield with a company of Sisters. The unit worked like a well-oiled machine as they dance through the enemies, cutting down those who came to them. It was beautiful in a morbid sense that would have terrified another foe. These though, barely batted one of their many eyes; instead they just kept coming and coming, no matter how many of them they dropped.<br/><br/>“There is no end!” Krista shouted to Ausan in a brief moment of pause before they were rushed yet again.<br/><br/>Ausan feigned left, the Tutar lunged for what he thought was an open spot only to find the waiting shield of Krista whose deflection threw him off balance and gave the opening that the other needed to end him quickly. A slice up his thigh made him drop down to their level, where his face was promptly met with the edge of Ausan’s shield across his jaw which sent of his tusks flying up into his on face. The howl of pain muffled by the brutal pin job was cut short when the clean strike of a sword slit his throat.<br/><br/>“Then we fight until we are nothing but ghosts!” Ausan said when she turned to face her sister. “Then we fight some more!”<br/><br/>Their shields were brought together in a symbol of sisterhood, though the moment was ruined by the trembling of the grounds and an outcry through the lines.<br/><br/>“By the Goddess…no….not Drorghans…” she whispered and looked with panic at the Krista whose eyes held the same panic. “Fall back…” Ausan said even before she heard Barth’s orders get carried down the line. “FALL BACK!! FALL THE FUCK BACK!!”<br/><br/>Her command was shouted down the line to all who were within earshot and carried further by a pair of sisters who ran to ensure all followed. Even as the unfortunate Tutar began to plummet to back to the ground she shouted and commanded the line back.  It was as the ground quaked further from the falling bodies that she glanced in the direction of the last place she saw Barth and her heart sank as the blood drained from her face.<br/><br/>“GO!” someone shouted to the side of her. “GO TO HIM!”<br/><br/>Krista had already begun to organize the other sisters when she too saw their prince fall. She knew Ausan would be no use to them now, not until she knew Barth was safe would she be able to focus on anything else. “GO!!”<br/><br/>And so she ran.<br/><br/>The world around her began to fade completely into the background, her focus singular and all-consuming she ran. Fallen bodies, both human and Tutar alike where cleared in leaps and vaults of athleticism that she would likely pay for later once the adrenaline left her system. Though she cared not for that or anything else save for getting to her Prince; even if it looked like she was not going to make it.<br/><br/>“ARGGGH!” a violent roar from her right drew her attention, a Tutar that had not retreated with the rest of its kin.  The spear in its hand was swung with that ungodly strength just as Ausan had jumped over another body. There was nowhere to go, no way to avoid the swing so she did not even bother.  Instead she tucked in behind her shield as best she could. The old, worn, battered and abused armor already on its last leg cracked and splintered to the point where the top came off on impact with the ground. Air knocked from her lungs, Ausan laid there a moment as she tried to just remember how to breathe. Even as the Tutar loomed over she did not move, mere stared up at the beast whole raised its spear to put an end to her.<br/><br/>“Not today!” she said on her first full breath as she took up her broken shield, sat up and slammed down the jagged end into the groin of the giant beast.<br/><br/>There was no moment to savor the scream of utter pain as it ripped from its lungs; instead she scooped up her sword and ran once more. Another mound of bodies was cleared and finally she caught sight of something that put her somewhat at ease. While Sen rode the back of the beast for all she was worth, Ausan dodge a final hurtle, snatched up the Prince’s sword, tossed it to him and moved to flank the beast.<br/><br/>“See what happens when you leave my side?” she joked to Barth with a tired smile.<br/><br/>In a rush, everything came back to her. Sounds and smells, the fatigue in her body and the sting of what she could only guess at being splinters from the spear attack dig into her body with each ragged breath. The look on Sen’s face was one she was familiar with; one many wore after they faced death more than once and came out on top.<br/><br/>“Sister!” she called to her and waited until she had her attention. “Well done!” With just her sword in hand she looked to Barth, “What now?”