Auxana accepted the help up, the impressive muscles on her arms flexed as she pulled herself up using his hand. She looked over at the group of people and instantly her guard was up. She had let it down, she felt weirdly ashamed, it wasn't like her to be unobservant. She did wear a confident face, For she had this naive thought that there was no way any one that wasn't from Tor Korbin was as good as she was. This confidence while not entirely misplaced came from a girl who is used to enchanted armor, and ancient powerful swords. For all of the skill she had gathered from fighting for all the years she had been alive, she was still young. His technique was improvised but he did communicate his statement well enough. It didn't sit well with her, and she took a confident stance at his side "me... fight." She grinned.<br/><br/>She jumped slightly when he summoned dark energy but just as soon she was up close to it examining its properties. She giggled "you... good." She smiled and made her hand look fox like before putting it just over her right eye. It was a gesture she was taught long ago meaning trust, and confidence, though she did not know if he knew that. She took the sword instantly and gave a few powerful slashes to test its weight, and all she could say was "Feather."