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[color=ed1c24]"Any of you wanna wipe his ass too? Jeez, let the man think for five seconds before y’all throw yourselves at him.”[/color] Alisaie said irritably as she finished her food. She tossed the container in the trash a few feet away, grimacing when it bounced off the edge but rolling to her feet and enthusiastically dunking it instead. She perked up at the phrase “Mock Battles.”

[color=ed1c24]“Yes, finally someone that isn't my familiar! You might be a devil Raith but I’ve been doing this for most of my life.”[/color] She said cheekily, a confident grin on her face. [color=ed1c24]“If you think you’re gonna take me down easy devil boy, you got another thing coming. Let's get this show on the road people!”[/color] She dashed out the door to the forest, adrenaline already pumping. Having someone other than Anaja, though a fantastic sparring partner, would help immensely. She was afraid her skills had been stagnating in the repetition that is fighting the same person repeatedly.