"I doubt this event will spark another war. Both nations are acutely aware of your capabilities," Lunise said. "Though you are prudent to tread carefully. Should you best Teroiah, she will not forgive you for it, even after Vile is stopped. She may even lose her rank. She will likely plot your downfall and target lycans, specifically. But that can be addressed later."

Lunise stood up straight, letting her arms slide up off Meesei until her hands were on her shoulders. "Focus for now on how to best her. I should have been more specific in my description, so allow me to rephrase. If you had even attempted to engage in as many life-threatening magical duels in your life as Teroiah, you would have died as a hatchling, for the amount of time needed would bring them to your childhood. She has a honed sense for all kinds of magicks, and the reflexes to counter. She knows you hold power not seen in centuries -- she will expect to see new things from you." Lunise looked aside. "Whether that will help her, I know not."

With a hum in thought, Lunise continued. "Now that you mention it, I have not seen the lycan clans fight at the scale of an army. [i]That[/i] may leave an impression on each nation."