Celeste wiped the sweat from her forehead before pulling her sword out of her last victim. She looked up and glanced around. She watched as soldiers looked at the fallen enemy's and making sure that they were in deed dead. She was glad that the poor excuse of an attack was over with, it was starting to get later in the after noon and getting warmer. She gently touched the cut on her arm before looking at the gash on her stomach. She cursed slightly. Next time she woke up early to patrol she would wear her armor. She did smile slightly, she was the only woman on the front line.