Mercyrose shakes her head sadly, disappointed. She turns away to hide a smirk. “That’s notta very healthy outlook,” she says. “You’ll never be’a proper hero at this rate.”
She sighs, dramatically, finally sliding off of Longinus ina second, without the slightest bit of trouble. “I shall go, as well, so now you got no excuse, coward.” She pulls something metal from her pocket. “If you doan, I’ll throw sparks in ya face.”