Red gaped. "Iron? Really? I mean..." She frowned. "It's so cliche."
Nonetheless, it worked. Jubilee swung the sword around the pair of them, coming a little too close to Red's body for her to feel quite comfortable with it. Like magic, the horrible little flying things backed away, hissing and spitting like snakes. Miniature flying snakes.
"We're going to have to make a run for it Red... are you ready?" the other girl prompted.
Glancing around, Red looked at the proliferation of faeries versus the single blade. "Hang on." While Jubilee still swung the blade around like she'd done so before, Red let her bag drop until she could reach into it, digging around for the only (presumably) iron weapon she had. A dagger.
She extended the weapon directly in front of herself. "Yeah, alright. Let's run."
Not waiting for Jubilee to register she'd heard or even offer a countdown, Red began to sprint, waving her small knife like a flail around herself. She jumped the body, little fairies seizing hold of her back with what felt like... Yeah. Yeah, that was definitely their teeth. Ow. Spinning in a circle, Red used her dagger like a moving shield, knocking away fairies with the force of her motion and their fear of iron. Finally, the little buggers retreated, probably back to their delicious dead body.
Red panted, though she wasn't sure if it was from exhilaration or fear, and bent down, placing her hands on her knees to catch her breath. "Well." She looked up at Jubilee. "That was an adventure. Shall we keep onwards?"
Though the girl said nothing, she secretly marveled at her albino companion's ability to swing a sword around. Swords and other such weapons were not light. Red didn't think she would have had the arm strength to hold one straight, much less ward off miniature flying carnivores. Apparently there was more to Jubilee than she'd thought.