Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20160518042413/@comment-933831-20170215095019

Girudo's eyes narrowed at Sherry tripping over her words like that. "... I must have been wrong in thinking that you had any capability for respect, trying like that to decieve me." The woman then motioned to the swords around her. They were scattered about, seemingly haphazardly. "Well, this is all of them. The swords you were after. All one hundred. And these are your reward. Not to take, but to taste." She held the one in her hand menacingly. "I will ensure by the end of this that this sword is hilt deep in your throat."

After a hard glance, her eyes flitted off to the left, then she gave a wistful sigh. "My aura dwarfs yours by a large margin... Such wouldn't even be a fight, nor fair... So even it shall be. Draw your blade. Place it upon my shoulder. I will do the same to yours. Let us remove that factor entirely. We will have our fair duel as unprotected as the days we were born, spiritually bare." She walked towards Sherry, her sword raised. Her eyes were the most powerful part of her though, and they made it clear. If the request was not met, Sherry's circumstances would be MUCh worse.