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The huntress glanced to who those fingers pointed at, her expression neutral before she put on something of a half smile. This woman seemed to be rather... opinionated, and there was a part of her past self that she saw in the way the word was spat with such contempt. "My reputation continues to...

The huntress seemed focused and somewhat dour as they went through the exceptionally long journey across Darinstein, any sullen nature to her gaze and demeanor hidden by her drive to see this mission through to the end. As she had alluded to she was not terribly excited to venture to the ruins...

With the corpses of the Icons becoming a pyre, Camille was glad to leave this place behind after the ordeal the group endured in its confines. Though she remained on guard, she could feel her body growing tired and thus opted to remain silent so as to conserve her strength. Until the handoff of...

The huntress remained undeterred when Thorgran shifted into a truly abysmal form, her nerve having been steeled well enough thanks to the previous near-death experience she suffered. Terror set in again when she was grappled by those tentacles and thrown into the wall, her limbs flapping wildly...

Thorgran played right into Camille's hand, her feather clock disrupting his vision as she quickly pivoted out of the way of his strike. In the few seconds as he had all of that powerful momentum, he was stopped short by Sebastian's harpoon gun colliding with the Icon and knocking him backward...

The huntress had focused all of her rage in a single punch, but that had taken about all the willpower she could muster. By the time Thorgran grasped Azathor and began his counterattack, Camille was seeing red and there was a horrible ringing in her ears. In the haze she could see the Icon...

Camille's daggers hit their mark, and she straightened up after her feat of acrobatics to witness the rest of the group systematically pummeling Thorgran as he was momentarily disabled. As he furiously made his displeasure over the humiliation known, the huntress saw his skin begin to harden...

The huntress hit her mark, but she made certain to maintain her cold efficiency even as the Icons spat their drivel at the group. There would be no time for celebration, as such hellish forms were only scratched by their efforts. This battle could be likened to more of a marathon than an...

Camille remained unfazed as Thorgan shed his mortal skin, the huntress slowly circling the perimeter of what would be their battlefield with careful steps. A quiet flip of her off hand's blade and she sheathed it in its scabbard. With nearly imperceptible quickness she readied the intricate...

The huntress maintained her stance, yet shot back a scoff at the vile being before her. "I am already deeply aware of my mortality, and that is precisely why I shall kill you where you stand. To be here, facing you - it is a testament to the sacrifice I am willing to make to protect what I love...

With her demon foe slaughtered by a deft weave and fatal slashes into its vitals, Camille was quick to join the search for the gauntlet. With ease that may seem shocking to some, she hefted and tossed those large bags aside with a cool efficiency. Though time was of the essence, the huntress...

Though her strike was true, her follow-through was sloppy enough to grant her a slash to her side from that tail. Camille grit her teeth with frustration, more disappointed in herself than enraged at the enemy. Refocusing, she worked on refining her evasion as she waited for an opening, yet soon...

As the group was beset by gluttony demons, Camille held her defensive position and would not allow them to reach the artifact behind her at any cost. For that reason when they entered her space she stepped forward to meet her foes, slashing widely to cut into the creatures surrounding her with...

When the crawlers arrived, Camille seemed ready for them. Rebecca's warning about their tails was about all the information she needed to handle the group of them rushing for her, as like an acrobat she leapt over their gnashing jaws and twisted in the air to avoid their slashing tails. Landing...

Despite Camille having faith that Riberta would keep the group safe, she too was unnerved by Cassandra making the choice to separate herself from Rebecca. Should the pureblood unravel without the saint to bring her back to a state of modest sanity, the huntress had her assigned task to minimize...