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[melonlordheroes]

We'll Get Her Or You Will Die Trying

Bylene: --so you're sure?

Mystery: YES. The last time I felt like this was shortly before Belhalla, and I LOST OUR ENTIRE ARMY THERE. We have two weeks to prepare those kids, and be ready to lose a few. Something BIG is happening.

Byleth: Well, maybe we'll be able to prevent it. You're a far better tactician now, after all.

Mystery: Debatable. An--

Berkut: /YOU!/

-The trio of two tacticians and a moron collectively jump, then turn to look at Berkut.-

Mystery: ... (sweetly) Yes, Berkuddlefish?

Berkut: CEASE THE JOKES! I've seen her- I know she's in there!

Byleth: She?

Berkut: RINEA! She's in the tempest with- with--

Mystery: With you in fancy dress, yes.

Berkut: You didn't hear what he said, did you?! He'd forgo a dance with her for battle- insolence! That man cannot be me, and if he isn't me, Rinea's very life could be on the line!

Mystery: I dou--

Berkut: BE SILENT, WOMAN!

-Berkut promptly grabs Mystery by the collar and hoists her into the air, drawing attention from the tacticians. Soren and Lewyn stay seated but Byleth, Bylene and the newly-arriving Corrin all draw swords.-

Berkut: An army. You will GIVE me an army, and I will DESCEND into that storm and bring Rinea to safety!

Mystery: (wiggle) You wanna let me go, bitchbreath?!

Berkut: I'll not have your insults! She could die in there, do you not see that!?

-Berkut's voice cracks as he screams, clearly distraught.-

Berkut: CAN YOU EVEN FATHOM THE KNOWLEDGE YOU SACRIFICED THE ONE YOU LOVED FOR POWER?! CAN YOU SO MUCH AS PICTURE THE GUILT SHREDDING THROUGH ME!? I'LL BE DAMNED IF I JUST LET HER DIE TWICE- I'D HAVE HER ALIVE AND HAPPY WITHOUT ME THAN SEE HER DIE AGAIN!

-His voice lowers, and his grip begins to shake as he pleads.-

Berkut: Summoner, PLEASE. I am not too proud to beg if I must. Summoner Mystery, Exalt-Consort of Ylisse, Princess of Nohr... please, please let me go to her. I'll never lay a hand on her as long as she remains with us, you have my word just-- please.

-His head slumps, and his grip falters entirely. Mystery lands on her feet while the once-proud prince falls to his knees.-

Berkut: Please let me save her, Mystery. Please.

-The Salon is silent now in the wake of the Rigellian prince's outburst. Even MYSTERY seems a little alarmed, but the look on her face suggests she's sympathetic.-

Mystery: ... (sigh) Few things. One, the fact you think I'd skip a tempest trial is insane. Two. The fact you think I'd leave an innocent in danger is insane. THREE. /I'M/ INSANE FOR SAYING THIS BUT YOU HAVE YOUR PICK OF THE ROSTER AND ALL THE HELP THE TACTICIANS CAN OFFER!

Bylene: Unexpected choice, I must admit.

Mystery: I'm a sucker for the romantic stuff, okay?! (to Berkut) Name what you need and I'll make sure you get there.

Berkut: ...

Mystery: Now let us never speak of this again. Gather your team and meet me by the trial door, we're getting us a Rinea in here!