[h2][color=421A8C]Sapphire Rode[/color] - Physical Education[/h2]
Sapphire took in a couple gulps of air trying to steady her breathing and the shaking of her body when someone stopped. At first she assumed it was some worried soul about to offer her help. She'd likely accept grudgingly and shrug them off after they helped her to her feet. That was before she realized who it was that stopped. Ivan, she couldn't stand the sight of his face and in all likely hood he'd only stopped because she'd been running directly in front of him and her collapse had impeded his ability to move forward.

Sapphire heard him ask tentatively if she needed help but what spoke to her a hundred times louder was the fact that he was staying just out of her weapons range. Some much for a good Samaritan. She didn't want his help no matter if she needed it or not. It had been a minute or so since she'd stopped running and the pain in her chest has eased significantly. She got to her feet slowly testing her body to make sure that it was functional. [color=0054a6]"I'm fine, you're losing the race."[/color] She said giving him a look that would scare a dragon. She clapped him on the shoulder. [color=0054a6]"Next time you want to help someone be more concerned for their safety less that they want to hurt you. That form of self preservation is not an attractive quality in anyone let alone a hunter."[/color]

After she was done speaking Sapphire pushed off of Ivan's shoulder giving her a burst of speed. Her rib still hurt like hell but anger superseded pain allowing her to catch up to most of the group just before they reached the finish line. She can in just behind most of the class but she was content in the knowledge that Ivan at least had gotten a worse time then she had.