Knights and Ladies

Lady Samantha's Awakening

So Not Fair!

But the stupid system chooses to ignore me as always. And I care not.

I mean, I do care... The type of care that wants to beat up the system.

But again, if I don't act fast, Galahead is going to chop my head off.

He is baring down on me and there's only one thing I can do.

Dragon time... But how the heck do I actually do that? The dragon in question is beginning to have a hard time as it croaks and groans, fatigue of continuously spewing out fiery justice beginning to wear on it.

Already there are some cuts at it's arms and torso, revealing red welts of meat flesh beneath the black scaled hide.

That's when it clicks in my head- A dragon without intelligence is still a beast at large and can be outsmarted.

"Look at Mee..." Galahead roars, obviously annoyed that I have not given him my attention.

Yeah, Take that Scum.

But, Shouldn't his attack had reached me already.

However, I see David rising from the ground again after it appears he had been bashed aside as Galahead prepares to lunge at me once more, raising his sword for the kill.

Ha! As if I'm that easy to kill!

Galahead pauses, his eyes narrow and his pupils look sideways to his right, where David rushes with a jab of his sword.

But, Sir David, come on, what's a jab gonna do? Galahead's armor is as good as flawless, attacking it from the open seems rather pointless.

Galahead reacts faster, he swings his blade to parry, the heavier weapon throwng momentum against David who swerves with his blade.

"All of you are nothing! Hear Me... Nothing!" Galahead screams as he advances to me and me, the weak commentator- God, I totally hate my body now- is still crounching on my fours, watching in panicky hurried breaths.

"Haaaah!" David yells, running with a jab of both hands with his broken sword.

And I still don't get it. Why jabbing with a broken sword?

Galahead sees it and snorts, kicking his right leg up to kick the arms of David into the air.

David yelps, throws a backflip and lunges with his body in a spear. It's stupid because David is no match but yet he's trying over and over.

However, it is not much as Galahead's longer arm fists up and slams into his back before he can connect the spear.

That's when I see it... David's frame bends in reaction but his hand scrapes against the ground and up comes a spear that follows.

I can't really call it a spear, javelin maybe? But it does the job as David aims it to Galahead's exposed armpit, the place where the armor does not cover.

Damn...

David was actually never planning to harm him with all the previous moves. He was only feinting all along, just to get close to Galahead, close enough to deal a critical hit.

Galahead panics as the red eye pentagram flashes but from his panic, I doubt the pentagram can protect him seeing that his armpits are not covered.

Quickly, Galahead leaps up and backwards, away from the Javelin. Which is okay by me, anyways.

"Stay behind me. I will be your knight in shining armor, my lady." David calls to my attention, pulling himself from the ground with three limbs towards me.

But I am uncertain. How can he, when I am but a man myself stuck into the body of a lady in the midst of an alternate medieval earth!!

I can definitely hold my own. Plus, David does not look like he can hold any further. The only thing keeping him in is his will to protect me.

Hmm... Is that what Knightage really stands for? To always stand up, over and over, just to protect the ones important to you?

"I've had enough of your insolence, Knight." Galahead threatens but his frame trembles for a while before he quickly rights himself.

Is Galahead getting tired?

"Ugghjk... I'll keep you safe, M'lady." David grunts, a hand weakly extended as if to block any passage to me while the other picks a sword from a fallen Silver Knight.

"Haaarghh!" Sir Galahead grunts and in one flash, he pops up before David in a blink, startling him.

Clang!

David reacts quickly, arcing his blade from right to left only to be stopped by Galahead's parry and a follow up stomp kick to the chest.

"N-No... D-Da...David.." I groan, weakly spreading a weak hand to him as if in attempt to reach for him.

David staggers, mumbling something I can't hear as blood spurts from his mouth in an arc, swaying backwards behind me before he crashes to a heap, his sword clanging down to my side as Galahead aims for my head with an up to down s***h.

And for some reason, I'm pissed.

"Hhah!" Galahead grunts as I struggle to my feet, weakly standing up.

As soon as my eyes settle on his frame, I duck in a flight or fight response as his weapon swipes clean above me, pieces of my chopped hair falling about my face.

Quickly, I step back.But before I do, I grab the weapon of David, the Sword because I have had just enough.

"Galaheadddd... Enough with you." I scream, grabbing my sword- Sorry, did I say my sword, ignore me.. I'm freaking scared but a part of me is screaming to be respected by this sorry case of a rogue knight.

And I swear, he's going down!

I am not going to get into the game just to die in my first scene. Why? Because I am a gamer at heart and nothing stops me, never...

"Dragooooon..." I scream, rushing forward with a sword in a jab.

Don't look at me that way. David jabs actually did work, so it's not wrong to actually try it.

And I can see Galahead Is startled by my sudden charge as he leaps backward, escaping my thrust.

Let's be honest, I was not actually planning to thrust at him. Only wanted to create an opening, like David did, to exploit.

Speaking of which, where's that dragon of a thing?

Galahead crounches, eyes narrowed as he observes from a stopping point in, leaning his hands on the hilt of the sword embedded into the fallen body of knights.

Merciless.

"Even in their death, you still desecrate their bodies, Galahead?" I find my self saying but I desperately want to shut up.

Seriously, shut up, Samantha. You should be thinking of escaping not challenging him.

Or... C...can this be the effect of the body tempering Strength'? It improves boldness?

Just then, I feel a raspy croakiness reach out to my mind like an anxious child will tug at a parent hand.

Except this time, the child seems like something ancient, yet ignorant.

Curiously, I reach out with my mind to it, latching a hold on it with firmness. And as I do, a sort of link forms, between me andddd....

{Rooooaaarrrr...}

{Shut Up!} I order back in anger and sense it's the dragon roaring in my mind as I see it swinging a tail to s***h away knights as it tries to lunge towards me.

That's it, baby, come to me.

I turn away from it and rush, without giving time to Galahead to analyze my move. I jab at him but he Drs not jump backwards as I expect.

CLANG!

Rather he let's the sword connect, sparks fly out as sword meets armor and Galahead chuckles.

"This is all you got?"

But I am not done yet. I shift my weight forward, and push with all my might. The impetus hurls my sword like a hammer to a nail, pounding sharply against Galahead chest plate, sending him staggering back.

He gasps, surprise all over his face as he tried to right himself.

And that's my opening there!

I scream, circling around the stuck sword of Galahead which is actively draining blood towards the rubies as it sucks it up. Quickly, I reach my target from the left, making a bold swing to his neck which is exposed.

But Galahead's gauntlet arm blocks it.

Still I am pressing on.

I reach again, making a quick 360 swirl as my blade crashes against his gauntlet arm again when I try to hack at the knee joint of his armor.

I frown, Galahead frowns looking towards his sword while trying to hide the shock of his face.

Ha! As if I'd let you do that!

Come on, Now... Think like a gamer.

Galahead takes a step to his sword quickly, but unfortunately, my gamer knowledge is updated.

I lunge towards his arm that reached for the sword with a s***h. He pulls back only for my sword to halt halfway, a feint in all totality, coming back swinging into the inner bend of his armor.

And as I do, I feel some sort of resistance in the air, slowing me down.

[Ding!]

No now, you punk!

[System has recognized System Skill: Phantom s***h]

I exert more pressure, feeling a rushing gut of energy into my arm as my blade reaches into the curve of Galahead's arm.

Hopefully, there's some flesh to cut into.

[Phantom s***h: User is able to feint attack, manipulating the original accrued kinetic energy of the failed attack to deal double critical damage.]

Seriously, get out of my face, System!

"NRGHH!" Galahead grunts as my sword lodges deep into his arm, splattering crimson blood into the air.

Wait, it's actually that strong?

I really didn't expect to cut deep into his arm, honestly. Now, I understand.

That surge of energy I felt earlier was not from the body tempering strength.

No, it's the benefit of the skill Phantom s***h.

Ah... Wow!

Even Galahead is wowed as he stares at me, horror in his face. "W-what are you, Samantha?" He asks in fear as I pull my blade off, drawing more blood out.

As I do, I don't fail to notice the brightness of the red eye in the star pentagram glowing like a lamp in the dark armor.

Before I can process anything, Galahead Yanks his unharmed hand and the sword rips itself out of the mass of flesh and steel, zooming into his hands.

"Never Mind... Your death is all that matters." Galahead yells, his cocky confidence coming back as he grips the blood thirsty blade in his extended arm.

"Dragon Now!" I yell and the wind swirls from Galahead's left as a shadow drifts, circling before zooming to us.

Galahead sees it, the blood dyed body of the black dragon, crunching some dark knights into dismemberment in his giant jaws, readying his blade for an upward swing.

He's aiming to chop the neck of the dragon once it comes close.

Exactly what I'm counting on!

I lunge.

"Box X, R2..." I mumble some game pad permutations as I duck, seeing Galahead trying to keep an eye on me as the dragon comes within meters.

Quickly, I strike my blade in my right arm in an upward s***h for his neck and he rips his blade to parry.

Fool! It's a Phantom s***h!

I halt the arc and swing around, slashing widely with reinforced strength into the same hand but the red eye suddenly flashes and a red shield like stuff appears protecting the attack.

Galahead grits, bringing his sword for me but he frowns, as my dragon has the sword and his arm covered in it's mouth, it's canines ripping through the metal easily, severing the hand and blade cleanly.

"AHHHHH HHHHHH..." He screams, falling to his knees as grips his handless shoulder in the left, attracting the attention of the knights at battle.

So, that's it, right?

The Red Eye Pentagram got wary off me after that initial attack. And thus was unable to protect Galahead from a multiple front attack as it was focused on foiling my slashes, totally ignoring my dragon that was coming.

I kick him down, a leg to his chest, raising my blade up as the dragon roars, smoke belching into the air. I hear a scramble and see the knights chase after the dark knights as they turn heel and flee.

But that's what I see last as my eyes close, falling back into something behind me.

David?