“Of course it is. Don’t lose heart when you’ve come this far.” She gives the woman a friendly pat on the back. “Someone has to protect those we care about. If not us then who? We are the shield for those we want to protect. So let’s give the enemy hell together. You’re not alone in this.”
“I know you’re right, but… It’s tough to hold on to hope and want to keep fighting, when it feels like it doesn’t really amount to anything. Do you know what I’m talking about?”
Sure, she was managing to protect Eorzea… But she couldn’t really protect the people that she cared about the most. It made it hard for her to want to keep on fighting.
“Even the darkest night eventually meets it’s end by the light of dawn. I know it’s tough and sometimes looks bleak. I’ve been there in my training to someday become a Sultansworn. Some times it is like taking one step forward and two back. Yet I don’t want my loved ones to suffer. I got a kid sister to protect. If you need someone to help you shoulder the burden then just ask. You have my sword and shield.”
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Kheda looked up at the other, a saddened expression on her face. She wanted to give up, the trials she had faced becoming almost too much for her. However, hearing a little bit of support made her hesitate.
“Do you really think that it’s worthwhile to keep fighting, even after all this?”
“Of course it is. Don’t lose heart when you’ve come this far.” She gives the woman a friendly pat on the back. “Someone has to protect those we care about. If not us then who? We are the shield for those we want to protect. So let’s give the enemy hell together. You’re not alone in this.”
The sudden exclamation caught Kheda off guard, and she jumped briefly, before moving. She didn’t even think, choosing instead to simply run forward. Thankfully, that seemed to work out, as she narrowly managed to avoid being struck by a sword. She glanced behind her just as the sword hit the ground, gritting her teeth and quickly spinning around to thrust her spear at her enemy.
“Thanks for the heads up!”
She would have been in big trouble, had the other not noticed or said anything in warning.
A brief nod from the hyuran woman before hurrying over with her sword and shield drawn. She stood beside the miqo’te woman with a hint of a smile. Too much travel had left her itching for a fight or at least helping in one.
“You looked like you could use a hand. Hope you don’t mind. Just point me to whoever needs a good shield to the face.”
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