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The youth tapped out quickly when her body hit the ground.
Fury was appeased and would release her hold on the girl, backing up a pace or two as Paeon regrouped from their spar.

The Warqueen perked her ears slightly as Paeon asked her question.
It seemed like she was looking for positive reinforcement or something...
The Warchief huffed softly, an amused chuckle of a noise before her gaze landed on Paeon and she nodded once. 

"Yes, you did very well throughout. I would not mind another spar in the future." She commented.
It was the truth, Fury wouldn't mind at all.
But the villain thst was so deeply part of her nature muttered at the potential of just simply killing her...
Fury outwardly kept the warm, open appearance as her mind thought of the uses she might have for the wannabe hero girl.
'Perhaps, another time.

Now was only a time to plant the seeds, not to reap the harvest.