[ The mannequin drops to the ground, and she jumps — launches herself forward to close the distance between her and it. She can feel her back foot graze against the tips of the spikes, the sides of her boot tearing in the process, but her choice has been made. The momentum carries her until she's behind Arlecchino's mannequin, her body low to the ground.
It won't be the first time she's had to strike someone that wears the face of a friend. Apparently it won't be the last; but the Risen, for all the horrific implications they carried, couldn't speak. Lucina grits her teeth, baring her teeth at the thought of it caring about her well being, and aims for a swing right across its middle.
Then, a gamble: ] Arlecchino! [ She yells loud enough to cut through noise from the gathering crowd. There's not a lot she knows about her — even with the secrets it's spilling on her behalf — but she can't imagine someone like her letting the monstrosity run around unchecked. Might as well hurry the process along if she's nearby and searching. ]
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It won't be the first time she's had to strike someone that wears the face of a friend. Apparently it won't be the last; but the Risen, for all the horrific implications they carried, couldn't speak. Lucina grits her teeth, baring her teeth at the thought of it caring about her well being, and aims for a swing right across its middle.
Then, a gamble: ] Arlecchino! [ She yells loud enough to cut through noise from the gathering crowd. There's not a lot she knows about her — even with the secrets it's spilling on her behalf — but she can't imagine someone like her letting the monstrosity run around unchecked. Might as well hurry the process along if she's nearby and searching. ]