"We should go together, probably... just... make sure I can keep up with you, OK? I'm not exactly She-Ra right now," Adora manages a grim smile and hefts her weapon, "Otherwise - let's go-!"

Adora starts out again, scrambling up the slope. She has one hand for the hill, one for her weapon. It's a tough climb - she can feel her lungs protesting and her muscles burning - but there's no way she can turn back.