Reima’s Shards

Even when she was appointed leader, Alaria perfectly understood that the responsibility for the state of the squad rested on her shoulders. And, throughout their journey, she felt she had successfully fulfilled her duties. But now, some jerk, with a single swing of his sword, ruined all her efforts – most of the squad fell, and the rest were scattered who knows where. The demoness had no idea how she would explain all this upon arriving at the camp.
However, before she could start explaining, she first needed to find the surviving members of the squad, if there were any, and get out of this mess alive. Considering the stones falling from the sky, which could easily end the life of any poor soul, and the wind that chilled to the bone, it was easier said than done. So, not wanting to linger unnecessarily in such a dangerous place, Alaria headed along the only path she had noticed – to the west.
Reflection is tuned for long-range attacks.