Originally Posted by
UncleWolf
Island Center
The second armored figure, one of steel and rust and golden helm, stays low. Her own smaller crater lays a scant dozen meters from the other figure's, but she had recovered faster. She might have been ambushed by this beast initially, swept into the skies as it attempted to carry her off to be feasted upon, but she was lucky enough to break free and send them both tumbling to the ground. Despite the pain of a pair of broken ribs after landing on a large rock, she stayed quiet and listened, waiting for the beast to reveal and betray himself among the trees and dust. Luckily, her armor wasn't dented or damaged even if the flesh beneath was. When her attacker speaks however, she stands tall and Speaks. The single Word she says, creates a small wave of pressure in the air as a great bow as large a man swirls into existence in her hand as an arrow does the same. The Word, powered by her Divinity, is likely to betray her location to her attacker, but the nameless Empress does not seem to care and only concentrates on loosing the great arrow towards the insane beast's location. Her senses are keen and her target large, but she moves quickly as soon as she fires.
The Empress, standing nearly ten feet tall or more, moves amazingly quickly for her size, moving to keep trees between her and her opponent. "I know you, King of Carrion. I have heard tales of the atrocities you have done." She says, taking cover behind a thick oak before she speaks another Word, summoning a large shield and sword into her hands, ready for a fight. The Empress, finding herself on a foreign battlefield, finds the heavy weight of the greatshield and greatsword comfortable in her hands for even as large as she was, she was quite small in comparison to the Buzzard Lord.