Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170913165819/@comment-25073873-20170926151500

"Look, I don't wish to fight you, because there's really no honor or joy in crushing the weak, but if you persist I can perhaps entertain you for a short moment. So, do you wish to fight my proper sword stances, or would you prefer a handicap?" asked Illya, uninterested, not even summoning her armor. The only change was that footwraps formed from white sparkle around her legs, in case she had to go out.

A white portal opened beside Illya, but she did not even take out a single weapon. Illya gazed calmly at the assassin, as if waiting for her to make a choice regarding the use of weaponry for a fight.