Danielle, the guard woman and sole survivor of the Peace Faction, was currently conflicted with emotions. In front of her was a stranger fighting to save what was left of the Peace Faction, or this was how she interpreted it. She was barely even able to keep up with the movements of both men.
Although she held both fear and worry in her heart, she knew that if she wanted to live and save her savior, which she had mistaken him for. She needed to do something. Her eyes began to flare a vivid black, and she began to lift her arm up. Her palm began to sweat and shake as she squinted her eyes, focusing on Don, more specifically his weapons.
"Almost there... Just a little bit more..." Danielle muttered as sweat began to form along her forehead, and she started to shake. She didn't like using her Seed Power. It was powerful but also consumed a lot of energy and took a lot of concentration. So, she continued to focus and concentrate.
