Two Peoples, Dissimilar Circumstances

To be back in the sun… Not the Hylian sun, but the Gerudo sun - it was welcoming. And while many would say it is the same sun, it had a far different feeling. Perhaps it might be a danger to have returned to the sun of the desert with the Twili so close, it was a risk she unfortunately had to take.

They were her people, after all.

While some had chosen to go to the refugee camps set up by the royal family, she sought to check in on those left behind. Ensure they were still running strong. It almost felt part of her routine at the camps; ensure the defenses are secure, the weapons are in good shape, the wounded were being tended to, the resources were maintained…

And then, an attack. Another one, perhaps, but one still. The young woman raced to join her allies in defense, many used to this song and dance by now. While many chose the blade, Klara had grabbed at the bow along her back; her skill far more with the string than the metal. Her perch along the walls, she plucked that string with practiced precision.

Unfortunately, that precision would be put up against anything that held the image of a Twili or a Shadow Beast- including Zhong and his men. As they began to move towards the realm, the pink-haired girl would shout in her mother tongue despite the chaos of the fight. An arrow flew towards them as well, soon after an arrow had been rehomed in the chest of a Shadow Beast that had been moving too close to comfort.

What a pain.

Having to listen to a Twili while simultaneously trying not to die was not exactly how she expected this day to go. Even more so when he had the audacity to flirt and stroke his own ego on a champions' damn battleground. His voice echoing through the clash of blades and pluck of bows, promising they were on the same side.

Ugh. At best, it would be another set of hands on the field to take down the Shadow Beasts. At worst, another stupid trap of the Twili. But a decision had to be made, since apparently the Shadow Beasts were also set on going through with dragging the man down.

Another arrow knocked into her bow, Klara fired towards the Shadow Beast that caught the loud Twili. Really, she had half a mind to let it nick him at least a little - but for the sake of avoiding another diplomatic incident, it was decided against.

“Thin ice.” A stone tone and a narrowed gaze, she knocked another arrow with the destination of monsters in mind. For now, it seemed, he had a temporary alliance.

Two men of brute strength ripping through the Shadow Beasts with practiced precision. Klara watched them as she knocked her arrows, delivering them to the Shadow Beasts left just beyond their reach. Demise Magic, fitting… But the other. Din?

It doesn't seem to matter for now; not with the far bigger air force that was coming their way. Archers on Kargorocs .. At times like this, she was glad that she took the bow more than the blade. Moving targets had always been a challenge, but their bodies certainly gave them something to hit.

Despite the fire, Klara would stand firm on her place on the wall. Her aim for now would not be the archers but their pseudo mounts - the sooner they came down, the sooner their riders did.

“Toss and hit the boulders!” If their companionship carried still, then she guessed they may be able to help despite their places on the ground. It would almost be like a game of baseball… but with boulders.