Operating off instinct

Bessie's grip on her halberd grew tighter as she focussed on what was in front of her. Though they currently hid amidst the trees and underbrush, she could still clearly make them out. They were large monkeys with thick dark fur and strange twisted and gnarled bonsai trees growing out of their eye sockets. It made her pause and wonder if they were animal, plant, or some kind of mix. Maybe symbiotic or something? Maybe Dahlia would want some of the little eye socket trees as samples… ok, now she was getting distracted.

Turning her focus back to the supposed threat, she couldn't help but frown. Even if Sabrina had told her that they were relatively harnessed, the maid had no intention of letting her guard down. Sure, these monsters might be small fry in the Calanthian, but that didn't mean they were weak. Besides, what she was about to do was put her new and improved schema to the test and, as far as she knew, anything could go wrong.