And almost instantly, the knight's eyes widened in shock and surprise. Seeing the Holy Maiden of Orleans. As ever, her beauty was simply out of this world, way leagues beyond a man like him. Here he was, the High Executor of the Holy Church. Nervously reconsidering his choices. However! There was no backing now.. better to have tried than not tried at all.
"JUST MOVE CHRIS! MOVE! SCHEIBE!"
His thoughts raised through his head rapidly as he began to move his legs, one step at a time until he made his way to the saint with a smile on his lips.
"Oh! Ms. Jeanne!"