Ayrie was sweating by the time Markus had run her through the three spells he had decided to teach her. She was also exhausted but her thoughts were no linger on the men at the prison, and she was confident she could handle them better the next time.

"That's enough for tonight, you had better get home soon." Markus said, he opened the training room door to see Asran. "Sir, good evening. [I]You have a little...[/i]" He pointed to his shirt wear the blood stain was on Asran's.

Ayrie was fixing her hair and hadn't seen Asran yet, but she heard Markus speaking to someone and wiped the sweat from her face.