🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

“Are you my next opponent?” – wiping his dirty soles on a beggar’s rags, Tsulak notices a girl with a notebook. “Or do you want me to give you a personal training session?”

Ida was so engrossed in taking notes that she didn't immediately realize that the winner of the recent battle had approached her. The girl jumped slightly in surprise:
“Oh dear, no! I’m afraid if we start fighting, they’ll send me home in pieces.”
The girl smiled sweetly.
“I really came here to train. I see you know your stuff, so I wouldn’t refuse support from an experienced fighter!”