[IRP] The First of Many

[Cevian]

Orica was prepared for the magical counterattack. It would be the perfect moment to display her strength and intimidate the charging bandits. Throwing them off their guard by showing them just truly how weak they were was something they deserved by trying to play up their weak strength by attacking this village. Her plan was rather ruined by Satsume's attempt to save her. He took the brunt of the meteor and then poorly blocked attack from a bandit that followed it up.

Orica rolled a bit and jumped back to her feet, lunging the spear into the side of the preoccupied bandit. Letting go of her spear it stuck in him as he fell down. "It is a great weakness to move to protect to someone and then immediately request help because that act put you in danger. Protecting someone means protecting them, not trying to make yourself look good by attempting to protect them. I've had many a suitor die to impress me like that."

She stepped over closer to him. "Your punishment, then, will be to charge forward against the enemy with the same fervor as what you used when you knocked me down to protect me. I will assure that it is the same by having you do it myself."

She wrapped her arms around him and picked him up, turning him so he was parallel with the ground. She spun around in place a few times to build momentum before letting him go, tossing Satsume at a group of bandits.