Cloister of Trials: Amalia vs Edrei

Eh, so she'd been hit. Tis but a flesh wound, bitches. Only... The roar of the crowd stopped whatever snark or retaliation Edy might have had planned. "First blood?" She jeered back, hands on her hips. "The fuck kind of rule is that?" The Launceleyn had grown up in a compound where war-games were practically synonym with bedtime stories. If first blood was the objective, someone shoulda fucking said so. "Pffffffffffffff." She scoffed, clearly annoyed that she'd been mislead by the rules of the game. Running a finger over the cut Amalia had left in her side, she pointed her bloody finger towards the onyx eyed girl, cat, bird, whatever, and grunted unhappily. "I'll knock your ass right back down if you get up on your high horse over this." EDY baby you should know what you're falling for