Nemesis blinked softly as Magdalena seemed to pick herself off of the ground and dust her pale fur off. It was behind them now, and for now the canine wished to wash off the smog and blood that lingered on them both. The rhino did not turn back as her Princess rose and went off.

There was a shiver to her elegant body, and quickly the rhino fell into step beside her, offering to be a support as always. The borzoi could walk well enough on her own, but just then it seemed like the correct course of action.

Even if it took hundreds of baths, Nemesis would make sure that her Princess' conscious was as clean as her pristine, ivory fur. Together, Magdalena would come to grips with her strength, and they would crush any who dared stand against them. Even if those who did, did so passively, timidly-- no one would be spared from their wrath.

"Magdalena Speech" "Nemesis Speech"