“Hmm, well we could spar. I want to see for myself just how strong you’ve become. Don’t worry you can’t really hurt me now that the curse has been broken,” Asran said with a shrug, and a smirk. “If anything it’d be like a toddler smacking at me. Annoying, but tolerable.”

Then crossed his arms to look at Ayrie expecting her to step up to his challenge. If she couldn’t at least do this, than maybe she really wasn’t the one for him. After all his mate had to be strong of will, and body.