<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>Larissa had served on the border to her family's duchy for nearly five years. In her time she had developed a bit of a reputation with those she served - the Blue Dervish they affectionately called her. But standing before her was someone she might have to begrudgingly call an equal.<br/><br/>She actually blinked in surprise as Pelliton made his retreat, disappearing into some sort of void, not unlike what she had glimpsed in his eyes. She had won?<br/><br/>Larissa shot a glare at Feldric. "Lackey," she returned. She watched the men depart, leaving herself and Kasala in the street.<br/><br/>Turning to her adviser, Larissa gave her an uncertain look. "That. Could have gone poorly," she said, offering a sheepish grin.