Janelle returned to the window to watch the battle, then made a decision. Opening her wardrobe, she dug into the back to get a special black riding suit-she couldn't get ahold of actual armor, a bow, and some of her stockpile of specially designed arrows which she placed into a custom quiver; she'd pulled a few strings with her blacksmith friend a while back. She then got dressed and belted her quiver on, as well as placed her bow across her chest using the string to hold it in place. She wrapped a black cloth around her face and hair, and began to sneak her way slowly to the courtyard outside.
"And where are we off to now, princess?" A voice as dark and smooth as black velvet asked, causing Janelle to jump. The voice in question came from a feral tiger whose colors were inverted, rising from where he had been lying by the door.
"Damn it, Entity." Janelle said, deffinately not in a princess-like way, her tones hushed. "You scared the hell out of me. Just... Come along. I'm going to go cause havoc amongst the enemies troops."
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The horses pawed at the ground, anxious to be in battle, as their riders lined up and lowered long poleaxes. Their commander drew a massive broadsword and shouted something undecipherable. A moment later, three massive flaming projectiles came flying over the walls, at the attackers. At the same time, the Calvary charged.