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"Looks like it's me again... Well, here we go."
Varya takes her position, greeting her teammate, Ixora, with a serious nod. Bellring remembered how, not so long ago, the ingrid had said a lot of nasty things to the refitter for no reason, but well, it was pointless to judge someone who was in a state of panic... Perhaps, there was a little less warmth in the way the Barbarian treated her, but she didn't hold any grudges. An interesting battle awaited, and she needed to maintain her dignity.
/ Scythe-automatic. /
Varya takes her position, greeting her teammate, Ixora, with a serious nod. Bellring remembered how, not so long ago, the ingrid had said a lot of nasty things to the refitter for no reason, but well, it was pointless to judge someone who was in a state of panic... Perhaps, there was a little less warmth in the way the Barbarian treated her, but she didn't hold any grudges. An interesting battle awaited, and she needed to maintain her dignity.
/ Scythe-automatic. /