"Heh. The stinky commoner joined the slave princess and her army of beasts. It's very fitting, if I say so myself."
The general commander of the crusaders is walking slowly towards Ingela. The insignias on her uniform shine, reflecting the moonlight, shifting with her elegant movements.
She holds her drawn sword downwards, but her gait belies her battle readiness.
Ingela is wearing a uniform that looks plain in comparison with the pomp of the one donning Urraca, but she is by no means less battle-ready.
"URRACAAAA!!!!"
Instead of directly answering her enemy's provocations, she lets out a roar that expresses all the rage inside her.
Years of bullying and derogatory comments shaped the relationship between those two and the mutual hate they feel for each other.
"I expected that those cowardly beasts would use the cover of the attack on the priests to come sabotage our siege engines, but I didn't expect to find you, of all people, here."
