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Even the barest brush of Eshamun's teeth started that familiar adrenaline fire, and if there was any conflict in how she felt, Ragna certainly didn't notice. Always honor your foe. Never underestimate them, she instructed, then darted forward to attempt a light nip to Eshamun's shoulder. Though she did not know exactly what to do, Ragna thought she should first discover the ekar-aji's strengths. Was she fast? How quickly would she react? Perhaps her strength was her intellect, or stamina. Ragna found she was excited to find out.