Redsand Canyon Feel the bass, racing across the desert night

Her enthusiastic reply and introduction immediately reminded him of Tierra. He wondered if they’d met, though Atreus set that thought aside just in time for a second opponent to appear. By now, he was rather familiar with Alstroemeria. He dipped his head to acknowledge her and her words.

“I call first round!” cried Paeon.

Atreus blinked, then glanced over at the rugged Discens. Would she mind refereeing? Or should he step back and let the two ladies fight, maybe learn something through observation? Perhaps he would leave that choice up to Alstroemeria, his eyes lingering questioningly on her face.