[Whatever those words mean... They better mean something like "ally".
Later, when she is not focused on the battle itself, Hayame will wonder what the hell this woman was made of that she can just kick a monster. She's seen martial arts at work when men fought men, but this sort of thing... She must be one of those people who claimed to be magical or supernatural in some way. She could rely on her body for more barbaric, last-ditch efforts in a fight, but her muscles were anchored in a body with equine features that weight nearly half a ton.
No matter. The understanding can come later.
The other woman's weapon might be strange, but it does something, and in the opening it creates as the thing is temporarily impaled upon the blade... Hayame skips the throat and aims again for the eyehole in the skull-like carapace.
And this time, rather than glancing off the bone, the arrow cleaves deep into the beast's eye and embeds there, making it roar with pain and thrash all the more violently in attempt to create distance from its attackers.]
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Later, when she is not focused on the battle itself, Hayame will wonder what the hell this woman was made of that she can just kick a monster. She's seen martial arts at work when men fought men, but this sort of thing... She must be one of those people who claimed to be magical or supernatural in some way. She could rely on her body for more barbaric, last-ditch efforts in a fight, but her muscles were anchored in a body with equine features that weight nearly half a ton.
No matter. The understanding can come later.
The other woman's weapon might be strange, but it does something, and in the opening it creates as the thing is temporarily impaled upon the blade... Hayame skips the throat and aims again for the eyehole in the skull-like carapace.
And this time, rather than glancing off the bone, the arrow cleaves deep into the beast's eye and embeds there, making it roar with pain and thrash all the more violently in attempt to create distance from its attackers.]