Ollea's calm fell almost visibly from her; her entire composure now held a deadly air. Himelelik had seen her fight once, and knew that her precious Pedulam would never reach less than a foot away from Ollea; yet she now mocked her- no,laughedat her-for not having te stomach for battle.
Now she actally smiled, slowly and deliberately reaching for the hilt of her sword, unsheathing it just enough for Himelelik to see a flash of blue travel up to the hilt and disappear. "Squeamish, am I now? How easily you forget." She took a step forward, watching the leer on Himelelik's face falter. "Poor, poor Himelelik. How easily you forget." Her eyes flickered.
Turning away, Ollea sent a message out to the wolf.I really hope you reach that caravan in time.
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