[h2]Phoenix Wing Yard[/h2]
"That modesty of yours can easily belittle your real power, Fleo. But, thank you." Trinity smiles warmly at the dust mage. Fleo was very modest, it would seem. Plus, if she ranked as a low A at her last guild, she's probably gotten stronger since then. Her modesty likely colors her presentation.

As the minstrel listened to Fleo describe her power and her weakness, the gears in Trinity's mind began to turn. She almost missed Angelo speaking to her, but mustered a response. "If you think I'll have the prowess up close, then I'm ready to try. Although..." The minstrel looks at Fleo thoughtfully, almost studying her. "If speed is your weakness, increasing your power might only make it worse. Just like someone little, like me, is going to be able to out speed any muscle head that hasn't been training to maintain speed. Perhaps we should spar? You'll have to try and match my agility, while I try to do something about the power and strength you wield in your magic."

"Mmmm." Trinity turns to look at Angelo, realizing she'd left him out of the exercise. "Three-way spar?"