[ When the Empire has need to cut something down, it only follows suit that their finest sword would do it. She has no idea who he is, what he's done or why he has to be put down but of course she doesn't - a sword doesn't need to know why it's cutting any of the things it's put to.
So it won't ask questions. It will focus on cutting. ]
I've been sent to claim your head. Or whatever part of you remains once you die. [ Then with a quick smile, in the manner of a child remembering to say 'please': ] Sir.
[ Layered in frills and fine fabrics as she is, there's no way for him to see what she really is, so it seems prudent to warn him before she goes on the attack. A one sided fight is no good at all. ]
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So it won't ask questions. It will focus on cutting. ]
I've been sent to claim your head. Or whatever part of you remains once you die. [ Then with a quick smile, in the manner of a child remembering to say 'please': ] Sir.
[ Layered in frills and fine fabrics as she is, there's no way for him to see what she really is, so it seems prudent to warn him before she goes on the attack. A one sided fight is no good at all. ]