Scenario:Between Frost and Flame - Chapter 6: Between Frost and Flame - Episode 3

Between Frost and Flame - Chapter 6: Between Frost and Flame - Episode 3

Percival takes hit after hit, never falling, but he eventually must be propped up on (Captain)'s shoulder. As the elite soldier is about to deliver a fatal strike, Vane and Lancelot appear just in time, and the crew's counterattack begins.

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Elite Guard: Huff... Huff... You!

Percival: What's wrong? Is that all you've got?

Elite Guard: Huff... Huff... Take this!

Percival: Augh... Ugh...

The beating seems to go on forever, but Percival never wavers.

Vyrn: H-hey, that's enough, Burnsalot!

Lyria: Percival! He'll kill you if you let him beat you any more!

Blood begins to trickle from (Captain)'s clenched fists.

Elite Guard: You're an abnormality! You should've been on the ground by now!

Percival: Heh...

Elite Guard: Damn you! What's so funny!

Percival: Ugh... Gwuh... Blecch...

Elite Guard: Just! Go! Down!

Percival: Ha... Haha... Kinda tickles...

Elite Guard: Graaah!

Percival: Aaugh!

The guard puts the full weight of his body into his strike. Percival staggers and is about to crumple.

Lyria: Gasp!

(Captain) acts on impulse, steadying Percival.

Percival: Foolish vassal... I told you to... stay behind me...

But (Captain)'s head shakes from side to side, desperately trying to endure the rage.

(Captain)'s expression seems to say: When one has to suffer, all suffer together.

Percival: Heh... You're such... a disobedient vassal...

Elite Guard: Huff... Huff...
Haha! You're no longer standing which means the deal's off!

The guard lifts his weapon and brings it down for a devastating blow on Percival and (Captain).

???: Raaah!

Just as the blow comes down, Vane bursts in and knocks the weapon out of the guard's hand.

Elite Guard: Ack! Who are you?

Vane: One, two, clobber!

Elite Guard: Gwagh!

Vane: Wahaha! Good riddance!

Vane sends the unsuspecting guard flying.

Vane: Sorry I took so long, guys.

Vane: Percival... (Captain)... Man, you two have been holding out well.

Vane and (Captain) help Percival up, supporting him from each side.

Percival: Vane... I'm fine...

Percival: The villagers... Quickly...

Vane: It's all under control! Now, Lancey! Go!

Lancelot: Haaah!

Lancelot swoops down on the guards holding the villagers captive and quickly dispatches them one by one.

Lancelot: Whew. That should do.

Elite Guard: What just happened?

Lancelot: Lancelot, leader of the Order of the White Dragons, happened!

Vane: Don't forget me, Vice-captain Vane!

The Wales soldiers gape at the sudden turn of events.

Lancelot: All clear, Vane!

Vane: Nice! You're the best, Lancey!

The villagers erupt in cheers for their rescuers.

Lyria: Sigh... That was close...

Vyrn: You guys rock!

Vane: Glad you're both okay.

Percival: Hey, it's too early to celebrate. There are still enemies left!

Vane: Yeah, yeah! Lancey!

Lancelot: I hear you, Vane. Let's sweep up this trash!

Percival: I'll join you.

Vane: No way! You need to rest, Percy.

Percival: Heh, I'm feeling good after that little massage! Come on, (Captain)!