Behind the helmet, Saffron frowned, but nodded faintly.  "Fine.  Let's deal with this."  Even though her face was impossible to see in the armor, her scowl was almost palpable.  "But after that, we'll talk.  You're not getting away with King's little toy, so<em>don't</em>make me drag you back here, got it?"<br/><br/>Saffron paused, and golden Essence crackled along her limbs, even as she unconsciously adopted a ready stance.  "Let's go."  She hurled herself out of the tomb fiercely, speeding toward the nearest warstrider...<br/><br/>(OOC: 12m into Increasing Strength Exercise, 6m into Solar Hero Form.  2/20 Personal Essence left.<br/><br/>1 success to Join Battle, because God hates me.)