Bianka was the first to follow after Talaina,  her cheeks furiously red from the kiss but it did what was intended. A flame was Stoked in her soul and her entire chest felt warm as she took flight like some kind of banshee after Taliana's much ffaster mount. Her eye hadn't made sight of the men yet but that didn't matter,  she was gonna protect the people here,  her love and provide for her family and killig the Chaos worshipping norse was her way to do it.<br/><br/>The village-girl let out a fierce tip and reader her claymore,  biking it above shoulder level and ready to bring it down heavily on the first shield to block her way,  all of her weight intended to be behind the blow.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>