Fifteenth Strike - [Action]
[Being returned to the village after a tough and seemingly never ending battle seemed like such a blessing to many. Some were happy, asking how things were in the village, some were mourning the loss, and others were giving explanations of what had occurred during the battle.
One person, however, had no intention of doing any of those things. Presea didn't care if anyone else was okay, what had happened in the village, or whatever. Now that she was back, she had only one place and person she really wanted to return to. Last she knew, Kratos was still hurt in bed, and she'd been caring for him before she was forcibly taken to war.
But even despite that, and how sturdy she was, Presea was still a human and a little girl. She had used up a lot of her strength and mana during the battle, and she even retained a few cuts and scratches, though those went unnoticed. She couldn't feel pain anyway, so such little things like that didn't bother her. But you can't exactly heal a mana depletion. That comes with rest...but this little girl is stubborn, or perhaps just returning to the familiarity of what she had been doing so long before coming here. It was wired in her brain. Go home, take care of daddy, cut wood, care for the house.
So, Presea was making her way back to House 19 at a snail's pace. She didn't act tired, but she looked it. Her axe was dragging across the ground, and even with her amplified strength, Presea still stumbled because of its weight. She didn't have the energy to lift it, let alone carrying the enormous weapon. At the behest of her Cruxis Crystal, set to preserve its host, Presea does take little breaks for exactly three minutes before returning on her way, though.
Anyone who finds her, feel free to argue that she should get some rest, or even take her to the clinic. For once, she won't fight back, just argue. She doesn't have the will to do anything other than that. She will, however, get home eventually, and not even bother to take her axe inside. It will be left leaning against a pile of wood she had cut up months ago. After that's done, the little girl will finally, finally enter her home and seek out her housemate.]
One person, however, had no intention of doing any of those things. Presea didn't care if anyone else was okay, what had happened in the village, or whatever. Now that she was back, she had only one place and person she really wanted to return to. Last she knew, Kratos was still hurt in bed, and she'd been caring for him before she was forcibly taken to war.
But even despite that, and how sturdy she was, Presea was still a human and a little girl. She had used up a lot of her strength and mana during the battle, and she even retained a few cuts and scratches, though those went unnoticed. She couldn't feel pain anyway, so such little things like that didn't bother her. But you can't exactly heal a mana depletion. That comes with rest...but this little girl is stubborn, or perhaps just returning to the familiarity of what she had been doing so long before coming here. It was wired in her brain. Go home, take care of daddy, cut wood, care for the house.
So, Presea was making her way back to House 19 at a snail's pace. She didn't act tired, but she looked it. Her axe was dragging across the ground, and even with her amplified strength, Presea still stumbled because of its weight. She didn't have the energy to lift it, let alone carrying the enormous weapon. At the behest of her Cruxis Crystal, set to preserve its host, Presea does take little breaks for exactly three minutes before returning on her way, though.
Anyone who finds her, feel free to argue that she should get some rest, or even take her to the clinic. For once, she won't fight back, just argue. She doesn't have the will to do anything other than that. She will, however, get home eventually, and not even bother to take her axe inside. It will be left leaning against a pile of wood she had cut up months ago. After that's done, the little girl will finally, finally enter her home and seek out her housemate.]