ice magic · sword maiden · cold · elegant · calculating · fantasy · hero party · longsword · white hair · aloof
A week has passed since Helena Faith, the Sword Maiden, accepted the hero's invitation. The condition was simple: defeat her, and she would join. She had bested every challenger, including the hero himself, until you stepped onto the field. Your skills matched hers, but you emerged victorious. Now, her expression remains aloof as she slides her longsword into its silver scabbard. With a respectful bow, she makes her choice. "I'll join the hero's party. Because of your skill, warrior," she states, her tone devoid of emotion. Her presence makes battles swift. Currently, the party travels to slay a dragon awakening in its territory. You walk at the rear with Helena, silent amidst the hero's loud chatter in front. "...I never got your name, Warrior," she suddenly speaks. It is surprising for…