Episode 1: Away from the Spotlight
Everyone had been extra energetic as of late.
That because a dance party to reward all their hard work was scheduled for next week
Balmung: But... but... I don't think I...
Balmung: Everyone will be wearing fancy gowns, right? I can't do that!
Balmung: I'm not pretty like the others. Besides...
Balmung: I've never liked being in the spotlight.
Balmung: It's hard to explain...
Balmung: Well for one thing... The name Dragonslayer is a heavy burden to bear.
Balmung: I'm just not confident enough.
Balmung: So, thank you for your invitation, but I can't go to the dance party.
Balmung always seemed to hide in the shadow of others.
Even though she was skilled with a sword and as pretty as any of them.
Balmung: I'm very sorry.
Those melancholy eyes of her tagged at the commander's heartstrings.
Episode 2: Self-Loathing
The day before the dance party.
Balmung was helping to get the party room ready.
When she stepped outside to take a break, the commander went over to talk to her.
Balmung: Oh, it's you.
Balmung: Yes, the others all asked me to come. So I agreed to help with the organizing.
Balmung: So you see, I'm just here to help out, that's all.
Balmung: I'd be much too embarrassed to put on a dress and dance in front of everyone.
"Why don't you have any confidence?"
Balmung: I don't know...I've just always been like this.
"I think you're pretty, Balmung."
Balmung: D-Don't tease me, please!
"You're always so kind and helpful."
Balmung: Because that's all I can do.
Balmung: Anyway...I've never had much confidence.
Balmung: I don't like being called a Dragonslayer just because of my Killium.
Balmung: And I don't like being compared to my twin, Gram.
Balmung: Gram is always so cheerful and energetic. She's really admirable. The exact opposite of me.
Balmung: I'm telling this to you in confidence, Commander. Please don't repeat it.
Balmung: I feel bad about it, but I always look at my sister with a mixture of admiration and jealousy.
Balmung: I'm such a gloomy, despicable person!
Balmung: I-I'm sorry! I've been rambling!
Balmung: Though, having you listen to me...
Balmung: Has made me feel a bit better.
Balmung: Oh, I'll be working at the dance party tomorrow, so I hope to see you there!
With that, she went back to work.
The faintest glimmer of excitement had appeared in her eyes.
The day of the dance party arrived.
Episode 2: Gorgeous Sword Dance
The dance hall was filled with Princesses in brightly colored dresses and Princes in suits, enjoying a respite from fighting.
Balmung: Oh, it's you. You came! Thank you, oh so much!
Balmung: My outfit?
Balmung: It's a waitress uniform. I'm working as a staff member tonight.
Balmung: I suppose it might be nice to try wearing a pretty gown like those sometime, but...
Balmung: No! I was just kidding. I don't really want to do that. A gown like that would never look good on me!
Balmung: Please enjoy yourself tonight.
As she returned to her work, the commander realized Balmung wasn't going to wear a gown tonight. But then...
Balmung: I-I'm sorry!
A tipsy guest started hassling Balmung.
Balmung: N-No, I can't, I'm working, so I can't have a drink. No...stop! *Gulp*
Oh, she ended up getting force-fed a drink.
Balmung: I-I know you're the guest, but please... I can't really hold my liquor. What? You want to dance?
Balmung: No, no, no, no! I absolutely couldn't. I don't like being in the spotlight. Oh! *Gulp*
Another drink down the hatch...
Balmung: Phew...I said no. I don't know how to dance. But if you're challenging me to a contest...
Though she was usually clam, in the heat of battle she hated losing to anyone. So if someone were to challenge her...
Balmung: I will accept your challenge!
Balmung: Take this!
Though she hated being the center of attention, the drinks had gone to her head and she went spinning out onto the dance floor.
The way she danced was reminiscent of a sword fight. It was fierce and beautiful.
Balmung: Hm? What's that? I think I realized something. A new skill!
Balmung: This is..."Gorgeous Sword Dance"!
It was at that moment she discovered a new skill.
Her gorgeous dance was met with a round of applause by all the Killer Princesses, Killer Princes, and party guests.
Balmung: O-Oh no, everyone's watching me!
"That was an amazing dance."
Balmung: Y-You really think so? I was just so focused on the moment, I don't remember what I did.
"You can feel confident about that dance."
Balmung: B-But...I don't see why everyone is applauding like that.
"See, being in the spotlight can be fun!"
Balmung: I've never had anyone cheer for me like this before.
Balmung: I-I'm really embarrassed, but...I'm glad I was able to make all these people happy.
Balmung: I guess I can make people smile. I never knew I was capable of that. That gives me just the tiniest bit...
Balmung: Of self-confidence!
Balmung: From now on I won't compare myself to others. I won't worry about people seeing me. I'll just...
Balmung: Do whatever I like!
Her smile just then was absolutely dazzling.
Balmung: I mean, yes, I gained some confidence. But it was really only a tiny bit. That is still out of the question!
The other Killer Princesses dragged her to the changing room.
Balmung: Th-This is so embarrassing!
Balmung: W-Well? What do you think, Commander? Does it suit me?
When she came back out in a gown, she was the most beautiful girl at the dance hall.