[Training] dreams of slaying

your dreams are all full of war
you are from another time

The roll of her form was baaaarely missed by the sudden movement and motion of his feet, a warning, and she scrambled out of the way with only an inch or two to spare. “Fiiiine,” she huffed with a barest of a laugh. “Is that enough for now?” Brushing her hands together, she eyed the several wounds nearby – nose wrinkling at the graze across scales. “And you should probably heal yourself,” she winked – placing the tooth back into her bag for safekeeping, and regaling tales to Ludo. “Thanks for the fight. It was certainly…different.”

The whole damned thing, honestly, in between fighting with massive teeth and multiple-headed creatures.

But at the very least, they could start heading back to their respective regions, with more knowledge and experience shared.

{FIN}

salvation doesn't look like light
So what remains?

Melita