The River Styx || filiusxregis
An elusive smile flits across her face as she marches back a few steps, hand gripping her much used Imperial Gold dagger. “Only as much as you are, Grace.” Her smile fades back into determination, keen eyes taking in her partner’s actions.
Slowly he started to circle around her, his eyes sizing up the competition. It reminded him of training back at the Wolf House though this time it was a less of a ‘do or die’ situation. He weighed the sword in his hand, still trying to get used to its weight compaired to Ivlis, and, after a few closer steps, Jason stepped towards her and jabbed at the girl.