Blacktail Deer Plateau Last Round: What are you made of?

Engel moved over to a quiet spot alone, breathing heavily after that last spar. He felt just about ready to collapse, like he was dying from loss of breath and exhaustion. He glanced over at Dawn, Pema then Shale, knowing that he would face either Dawn or Shale. Shale looked just about as tough as Day, and he did not want to have another Grayday fight. So he looked to Dawn. But he had to muster his breath back before he could even talk.