[ La Pucelle swings her sword, sending a flock of doves made of light soaring through the air. They batter into the Nightmare one after another, exploding on impact with holy force.
And behind them, using them as a smokescreen, is La Pucelle herself, intending to try and spear the Nightmare's main body against the wall. ]
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[ La Pucelle swings her sword, sending a flock of doves made of light soaring through the air. They batter into the Nightmare one after another, exploding on impact with holy force.
And behind them, using them as a smokescreen, is La Pucelle herself, intending to try and spear the Nightmare's main body against the wall. ]
Haaah---