[For most of the day, he's settled into a puffing, mile-eating gait, the weight of Ivy on his back doing little to impede him after he grew used to it. She's a bright girl, clearly very scared, but he's done his best to be cheerful with her and gave her the task of reporting anything interesting she could see out in the woods. She'd done admirably—she'd pointed out a stash of weaponry tied high up the trunk of a tree.
Several minutes and an outpouring of sweat later, Reece had found himself rewarded with a length of chain and a small, peculiar hand saw. Its edge was sharp enough, though, and he decided with a shrug that it was better than nothing. The chain, he slung around his shoulders and then invited Ivy to mount up once more. Now, he'd said, they were looking for a clearing of some sort, a space where he'd be able to fight well when it came down to it.
He isn't the sort to worry about whether or not he's going to survive this; the next fight might be his last, but he'll put just as much effort into it as always. He thinks he sees light shining through the trees, and he isn't disappointed when he gets close enough to see the clearing. He slows to a jog and eventually halts just within the break of trees, crouching down and speaking brightly.]
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Several minutes and an outpouring of sweat later, Reece had found himself rewarded with a length of chain and a small, peculiar hand saw. Its edge was sharp enough, though, and he decided with a shrug that it was better than nothing. The chain, he slung around his shoulders and then invited Ivy to mount up once more. Now, he'd said, they were looking for a clearing of some sort, a space where he'd be able to fight well when it came down to it.
He isn't the sort to worry about whether or not he's going to survive this; the next fight might be his last, but he'll put just as much effort into it as always. He thinks he sees light shining through the trees, and he isn't disappointed when he gets close enough to see the clearing. He slows to a jog and eventually halts just within the break of trees, crouching down and speaking brightly.]
Hop down, miss Ivy. This looks like a good spot.