Thread: Spoils of War (Decay&Maria)

Maria's confidence was shinning through as fought the ruthless Ranocian army. The princess' years of long, hard training with the Cardonian army general were well worth it. With each competitor that rode up to take down the unknown warrior, she easily defeated in a matter of seconds. Her quick maneuvering avoided any harmful impacts of swords by the Ranoc soldiers. She was smarter than an average soldier as she recognized the weaker points in her opponents armor before she made her move. With that information In the back of her mind, she would immediately jab at that area to wound her opponents. With this distraction tactic, she was able to flawless go for the kill. It was odd for her not to be disturbed by killing these men. In her training back in her castle, she was safe and did not have to be afraid. She would always apologize if she hurt the Cardonian general in her training. Out of the battle field filled with the cries of wounded men, slicing of skin, and the clanking of weapons dueling each other, it was another story. The more men she made fall to the ground , the more adrenaline rushed through her veins and powered her to push on forward. Unbeknownst to the princess, she was the unknown hero that gave a spark of inspiration to the Cardon army. While the Ranoc army was manipulating where the Cardons moved on the battle field, Maria gave them the inspiration not to just fold over to their enemies. If anything, they pushed the Ranoc back, catching their enemy off guard. It was starting to go back to the first few battles where they were even between the two skilled armies. Maria smiled as she saw this occurring, enjoying watching the Ranocs' shocked faces as their lines were being taken down one by one. Of course Maria was being cocky enough where she thought no one could touch her. This belief was only crushed as she felt her horse below her falter to ground from a fatal impact, sending her tumbling off her stead. Maria fell off with usual grace, rolling on her side to prevent any damage. She snapped her head up quicky to locate her sword that was only inches away from her on the blood soaked grass. She saw underneath her helmet the man who took her down. Her breath caught as she saw who it was. The strongest man of the Ranoc army. Their general. Their prince....and her ex fianc. This about to get interesting. She murmured to herself as her men swarmed around her, defending her and leaving her to a one-on-one battle with Tristan himself. She gritted her teeth as he called her out as if she was afraid of him. She knew she was brave as a lioness. Excitement shot through her body instead of fear, wanting to get this chance to defeat the Price Tristan herself. She glanced up at him, seeing a thin part of his armor on his thigh. She quickly pushed herself up with agility. In the midst of her movement, she accurately swung her sword at his thigh, cutting through the thin piece of armor. She steadied herself on her feet, matching his positioning, her sword held high . Staying silent so no one around, especially Tristan, would become aware that she was in fact a woman she made the first move. Her sword hit his hard, harder than he would expect as she was not as weak as she appeared.