Hideaway Strath I am your god, now bow to me, bitch

The Warqueen would relent when Vex released with a snarl and inevitably gave in.
Panting as well, Fury grinned wide when Vex complimented on their sparring session.

"You're not too bad yourself." She returned, swaying her tail a time or two as a further indicator of a sense of comraderie.
A quick glance to Vex's ribs to assess the damage she did.
It wasn't bad, some bloodspill, but nothing that would need a medic's attention, hopefully.
She would ask regardless.

"I didn't wound you too badly, did I?" Fury inquired with a rare concern. 
They were allies after all, and Fury rather liked Vex, thus, the Warqueen would care about her fellow monarch's wellbeing.