Karena narrows her eyes. "Looks like I'm not the only one slow on the uptake." With a flick of her wrists, the sword is hidden again, and the ice disappears, but the silent fury on Karena's face is new as she walks past her. "I [i]will[/i] beat you, if it's the last thing I do." Her voice is level and calm, but lined with maliciousness and a promise of danger.