Risty emerged from the treeline, her signature mace resting casually on her shoulder. She didn’t look like a thief tonight; she looked like a woman who had seen too many battles and won even fewer peace offerings.
As the embers faded, they fell into a watchful sleep, knowing that by sunrise, they would be warriors again. But for now, they were simply travelers sharing a dream of a road that never ended. Queen's Blade: Rurou no Senshi Specials
The air between them grew thick, not with hostility, but with the shared exhaustion of the road. In the "Specials" of their journey—those quiet moments between the clashing of steel and the roar of the arena—the armor came off. Leina looked at the woman who had been both her captor and her mentor, seeing the scars that the official chronicles never mentioned. "Why do you follow me, Risty?" Leina asked softly. Risty emerged from the treeline, her signature mace