What'd they want her for? 'Cause she's a princess? [ It's almost an absent thought as she watches, tries to keep up as the memory shifts in ways she isn't accustomed to.
A corpse hits the ground, and Julie's only real response is to take another step back, her bare feet not picking up the blood that's everywhere. This kind of violence is not new to her, does not trigger any of the instincts it probably should; she has cheered from the sidelines as people dismembered each other with chainsaws, with axes, desperately fought for things that didn't matter nearly as much as this. The only difference is that before, she had the advantage of being slightly further away from the mess. So her grip on him remains steadfast, her eyes following the other Geralt as best she's able to in this lighting.
When she does actually turn to face him, the Geralt she came with, she only looks wary in response to the mage. Her voice is slow. ] Didn't you say mages can't use fire in your world?
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A corpse hits the ground, and Julie's only real response is to take another step back, her bare feet not picking up the blood that's everywhere. This kind of violence is not new to her, does not trigger any of the instincts it probably should; she has cheered from the sidelines as people dismembered each other with chainsaws, with axes, desperately fought for things that didn't matter nearly as much as this. The only difference is that before, she had the advantage of being slightly further away from the mess. So her grip on him remains steadfast, her eyes following the other Geralt as best she's able to in this lighting.
When she does actually turn to face him, the Geralt she came with, she only looks wary in response to the mage. Her voice is slow. ] Didn't you say mages can't use fire in your world?