Dragoncrest Cliffs winter hit me, hiroshima

Would you like to fade here?

She shouldn’t have expected less of a response but the corners of her lips twitch but fall still after a second of silent reprimand. The girl also agrees to a spar and Ajatar gives her a single nod of her head. The anticipation is palatable between them but she does not give into it. Instead, she walks diligently alongside the borders and continuing to mark in relative silence.