Ryder observed the orcs first move, nodding in approval. This would be a good lesson to teach to Jason. One of fair and unfair advantages.<br/><br/>"Did you see that?" She asked him, this time waiting for him to respond before going on once more. "That was a very smart move, you see. Harklas has the advantage of wings on his side. But Malkor knew that wings or not, we all need to see. Sending up the cloud masked his attack, and Harklas won't be readily prepared... He'd better not make a fool of me..." She leaned her head on her hand subtly and became lost in her own thoughts, taking the water that was there over the wine that had been placed next to it, and sipping at it. She had indeed noticed Percival's odd behavior and it pleased her.<br/><br/>Sure what she did was a mistake the night before, she could have never planned it. But she had only revealed Jason, not Harklas, the gargoyle. Ryder smirked, feeling pleased with herself. "He's scared, I can tell." She then chuckled to herself, setting down the glass once again and sitting up straight, "Oh this is gonna be good. He'd better be ready to pay me my winnings. Or maybe I could just bargain for one of those beasts of his." She laughed again, sounding almost maniacal. Besting her rival was always a joy. Even if she made it into a... Sick joy.