<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;">Caraina</span></strong><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 17pt;">Town Square Ring</span></strong></div><br/>"Yes. I would love to run now. That's what I've been trying to do this whole time!" Caraina responded ready to jet her way out of the ring. This day seemed to be dumping loads of bad luck of the caracal. As now that the guards had been defeated, their boss had to show up.  The general. Caraina mentally cursed herself. The blue clad thief dropped to her knees with whine and frustrated heavy sigh. "It's just a stupid scarf. My god, you people chase me as if I stole the Sword of Omens or something! Besides, I can't help if your guards are piss poor fighters and that you suck at training them."   she hopped back to her feet as the fire reignited within her spirit and walked to take her stand next to Tigrus.<br/><br/>"You think you're so tough, with your big muscles...and the knuckles popping. Scowling like you're so angry at the world. It will be an honor to wipe the floor with you, General~" she smiled before tugging on Tigrus' arm so that he may lend her his ear once more. "Oh my god, he's going to kill us..." she whispered, follow by a few short whines.