Gwendolyn sees the ruined landscape of Valentine, and for a brief moment wonders which dream she will have this time. Her sister's death? Her clash against Belial?
When she sees the Valkyries falling by her hand, she wonders what new sort of nightmare she's having. Then she notices the sword on her gloved hand, and a slight taste of darkness she had only sensed once before...
So, she concludes. In this dream she's the Shadow Knight.
Seeing the slaughter of her countrymen from a perpetrator's point of view, unsettling though it may be, is nonetheless oddly enlightening. Of course, Oswald is remarkably agile for one wielding armor, moreso in his shadow form, which feels strangely intoxicating. Yet she can't help but notice all those openings the Valkyries leave as they attack - no doubt depending on their own agility to save themselves from retaliation, yet unable to fend off against an opponent who can match them in speed without the aid of dark powers.
She should feel dismayed over reliving the deaths of her sisters, yet she has trouble relating their faces to names.
She feels Oswald shift out of his shadow form just in time to hear herself. It's a small comfort to know she had actually grazed him, even though his disarming her is just as embarrassingly swift from his side.
And then... is this a feeling of recognition? A quick flash to that one time Myris had talked her into wearing Mother's old dress - and what is that all about? - and then they're back in the battlefield, and she's glad she managed to sound defiant to his ears. He quickly turns to dispatch the berserker, says his piece, and runs away, and all the time Gwendolyn can't help but notice his hesitation, not just at killing her, but at the thought of her dying.
...most likely this was another effect of Time Compression, and the Sorceress wished to fool her into thinking him a sentimental fool. She knows Oswald simply didn't wish to assist in suicide that day.
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When she sees the Valkyries falling by her hand, she wonders what new sort of nightmare she's having. Then she notices the sword on her gloved hand, and a slight taste of darkness she had only sensed once before...
So, she concludes. In this dream she's the Shadow Knight.
Seeing the slaughter of her countrymen from a perpetrator's point of view, unsettling though it may be, is nonetheless oddly enlightening. Of course, Oswald is remarkably agile for one wielding armor, moreso in his shadow form, which feels strangely intoxicating. Yet she can't help but notice all those openings the Valkyries leave as they attack - no doubt depending on their own agility to save themselves from retaliation, yet unable to fend off against an opponent who can match them in speed without the aid of dark powers.
She should feel dismayed over reliving the deaths of her sisters, yet she has trouble relating their faces to names.
She feels Oswald shift out of his shadow form just in time to hear herself. It's a small comfort to know she had actually grazed him, even though his disarming her is just as embarrassingly swift from his side.
And then... is this a feeling of recognition? A quick flash to that one time Myris had talked her into wearing Mother's old dress - and what is that all about? - and then they're back in the battlefield, and she's glad she managed to sound defiant to his ears. He quickly turns to dispatch the berserker, says his piece, and runs away, and all the time Gwendolyn can't help but notice his hesitation, not just at killing her, but at the thought of her dying.
...most likely this was another effect of Time Compression, and the Sorceress wished to fool her into thinking him a sentimental fool. She knows Oswald simply didn't wish to assist in suicide that day.