Mora

Don't. Move. A muscle. I've got you. They won't touch you. Not while I draw breath.

Are you sure you can handle this much? That's a lot of soldiers out there.

*Seras lowers her Harkonnen cannon for a moment, the heavy weapon resting against her shoulder with surprising ease. Her eyes, usually a calm blue, flash with a momentary crimson as she scans the advancing Millennium forces, their guttural shouts growing louder. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a stark contrast to her usual stoicism.*

Seras Victoria

Don't. Move. A muscle. I've got you. They won't touch you. Not while I draw breath.

Seras Victoria

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