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starter - @enchiiridion

He looked like a bard but doesn't have something to prove one which Kronya groans. Not into bards but literally want to murder one if found, especially from the contacts. She sighs afterwards as she looked at him in the eye.

"Okay, old man. I hope there's a reason why you're staring me." Left on hip while right, holding onto Athame's hilt. "I ain't waiting for a minute so start explaining or i will mutilate you."

Her patience was short like an exploding bomb.

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So she chooses to live, that's fine with the assassin. Kronya doesn't hesitate when things get uncooperative but it was indeed the eclipse that banishes Fodlan people and appearing as well, just in a different pattern.

"Very well then, i'll let you live." Sheathes back Athame behind, thanks to her cooperation. "However, don't ever stay in my way. If you have friends here that isn't from Fodlan, i'll kill them too and you as well." She bloodily means it. It's not a warning, it's a threat. "Don't say, i didn't warn you."

There's a brief flash of fear across her features. She doesn't want to die, of course she doesn't. But she also doesn't want to risk the safety of her classmates, if they were even still here. She hasn't been around as much as usual, after all, so her knowledge is limited.

"I would," she still answers. "But it's possible they may not be here anymore. People come and go, don't they?"

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a friendly starter call with kronya! don't worry she won't harm anyone.

uncapped!

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Charged aside by the 'slave', which is her term of 'servant', Kronya didn't saw that one coming. Seems this one knows how to fight unlike some pink-haired girl who carries a shield. Invisible-like sword aside, it can cut. Had to parry that one with a knockback.

"Feisty, aren't we? Unlike that pink-haired shield girl, you show no hesitation. Have you bathed yourself in blood before?" Didn't care how strong Arthuria are, she wondered if this chivalrous girl do have experience in manslaughter. "I'm interested on your body count!"

While at it, secretly finding a weak spot to inflict her next move by analyzing her outfit.

So nakedly had the woman expressed her desires that Saber had to ponder if she cared naught about how many would turn their attention to a murderer unleashed. death itself could not be an escape from their gaze in this land, instigating a cycle of what might be redundant torture; pursued before capable of so much as scout her next prey.

"Madness has taken you truly to expect that information, knowing your intentions. There are no further warnings". Although no visible tools could be identified, the bloodlust oozing was reason enough that the air-coated blade manifest by the Servant's side. It would not be her tact, not immediately, as she charged the woman, ramming with her short stature the force of enhanced strength — it might serve as test for how resistant this enemy might be and lay groundwork for analysis for how much strength be required to put her down if she refused to withdraw.

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starter - @explosivedesire

She knows this one, least in good terms as long as she doesn't get in her way. Perhaps, coming back here isn't a bad idea with a few unwelcomes from other people. Kronya doesn't care, she'd kill them in a heartbeat if she wants.

"Why hello there! Forgot to introduce myself back then. Name's Kronya." Now she wants to know her in return, since missed chances.

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starter - @tacticalslaughter

Right when the duration ran out, Kronya managed to auto-morphed back to her normal self as Monica von Ochs after hiding in an alley and showed up in a few seconds. Right now, she's not in a mood for manslaughter but instead a normal interaction, 'slave' or not. Of course, Athame remains halt.

"What do you want? Here for something else or a personal agenda perhaps?" It's her way of saying 'hello'. With details.

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'Why would i tell you'. Words of a martyr whose ready to die in a painful, bloody way. All Kronya wants is to know where are the others so that Mercedes can live another day but she chose not to.

"Oh? You want to die for them instead? I was giving you a chance to breathe and tossed it away." Since Mercedes isn't cooperating, consequences are made.

"Then, i will kill you first before them, so this is your last chance. Tell or perish."

The initial surprise wears off into something defensive, her hands curling into fists and her lips pressing into a firm line. She takes a step back, as if that would even remotely help should Kronya decide to take to the offensive.

"Why would I tell you?" It's a dangerous game to play, but she feels the need to try and protect her classmates -- The few that are in fact here, anyway. "I want them to stay safe, away from you."

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"Oh, i will get what i want." Injured aside from Edelgard, this is a perfect chance to put her out of her misery. Time best not to be wasted, Kronya was about to deal a finishing blow until then, one can't take it anymore by hiding.

A plate out of nowhere hits Kronya to the head as the assailant draws out her tome. It was none other but Lysithea. Nothing to say than being upset. If Edelgard dies, she will too. About to make a charge, Luna was drawn and it hit her hard, causing the tome user to vomit minor blood due to a crest use, two of them.

"That, actually hurts." Damaged from the tome's attack, Kronya backed off temporarily but forgot to keep focus on Edelgard.

She can't deny those abilities against the Professor's. Strong as Edelgard is, she is unable to manipulate time in such a manner. "I'm well aware of where we are. Rather, of what distance there is between Fódlan and here. Even so, our actions are certain to have repercussions.." She would be content never to see Thales again, but such cannot be the case. His infiltration into the Empire must be settled above all his.

Before she can finish her train of thought, Kronya begins to lunge towards the emperor once more. Without Aymr in her hands, all she can do is attempt to dodge. Still, the long bout and emotional turmoil settles where she does not want it to be. It lunges too close to her chest's leftmost as she brings a hand over the wound.

She grits her teeth as the sheer force makes her fall to her knees. "Guh.. You.." She looks up towards Kronya. "You will never get what you seek."

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"I wonder if i can buy weapons from the 'stars' themselves. Heard they're pretty useful and fun to anyone around."

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"Why would i? My actions doesn't concern yours." There's always these kind of people interrogating things but yes, she is after that red-haired girl. This 'slave' is getting on her nerves.

Kronya had to get off some steam on her as she wonders what will she do to this chivalrous 'slave' and asked the same thing again.

"Tell me where she is already! Mistwood is boring to kill. Here's fun." A stubborn and murderous type of an assassin. One of these days, she can kill a 'slave'.

Far from a convincing act, but then this woman emanated chaos much like the black rukh magic caster. How others might perceive them was of little importance when drawn beside their goals — disastrous they may be if left unchecked. Jade eyes sharpened upon the woman, an unspoken warning that she had no intention to play games.

"Then you shan't mind to explain your intention in this area — nor would you be identified as a threat if I were to question her about the one who threatened her". In many a case, it would have been spoken as a challenge and push the opposition onto their toes, but this time the truth was clear enough. It was declaration without uttering the very words that she would not be deceive by the claim. no claim could mask the scent of death around her.

She were like a beast free to roam as she pleased, to commit whatever primal violence took her fancy, and unlike him, Saber could not yet gauge how much of this woman's power had been returned nor of its nature. "This city is not your hunting grounds — should you insist, the Mistwood may offer an alternative, however your will no longer spill the blood of the people here".

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"I live at a city ward, you know where to find me."

" Wow, I'm truly grateful for that." the sarcasm is practically dripping off her tongue. " You better. I'd hate to half to come and find you myself."

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"Don't worry, Fodlan's my main concern right now. I'll get back to you in a while!"

" Well, we can take care of that now. I can make sure you get locked up for a little while. How does that sound?"

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"I don't blame them for putting me back here. They should have locked me tight!"

" Kindness is a way of looking at it. Having poor judgement is another."

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"The stars? They're too kind!"

" Well, look what Stars decided to drag back in."

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"I'm back."

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"Please, everyone would say such a thing." He was not meant to be trifled, true but he is human. Humans die when their wounds struck fatally, as a menace Kronya is. Matching the speed of the spear transition, she responds with a parry with Athame and leaped back.

Among all lords at Fodlan, Dimitri is a feisty customer.

"I am itching to kill you but i have better ideas. You already knew about it." Bring the war at Fodlan to here like a gang war? Anything is possible with the right facade. Perhaps, she could spare him for making the war between Edelgard and Dimitri happen here since Claude is absent.

If he attacks, she will give him a fatal blow but for now a little idea talking.

Dammit, she was right. Her babbling had led to enough of a distraction for him to get hurt by her last strike- only just, but he couldn't guarantee that next time would be so slight. He would need to be focused, decisive in his next blows. Easier said than done given the state of his strength and weaponry, but Dimitri was determined to see her defeat through.

His cold gaze remains locked upon her, waiting to see what move she will spring next. The slash is deflected by a swift swing of his spear. It was a reassuring sign...no matter what physical disadvantage he may be at, he could still win.

"Good...because I intend to teach you something you'd do well not to forget, Kronya. No matter how much power they take from me, no matter what weapons they leave me with..." A swift spin of the wooden spear transitions to him lunging forward. "I am NOT to be trifled with!!"