Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161209153206/@comment-25073873-20161212152745

"In battle, there is no code, only the survivor takes all. Dishonor can be wiped away with success and victory. The girl before me proved it, when she decided she wanted to defeat you. If your for the cowardly actions of your friend, you could be nothing more than a splatter on the ground right now" smiled Aeren, as he stood firm, not moving, as if he was taunting Pride with his mere stare alone.

Aeren still didn't draw his sword, and folded his arms, saying"I can fight you directly, child. The fact you have failed to understand what is real battling has struck me as immature. You still have honor and a strict battle code. The trappings of a half hearted fighter who thinks his pathetic ideals will win a war. No. In war, people just fight to win."

"You just didn't live long enough. A boy like you should go back to school and stop acting like a villain. Because if you are trying, you obviously failed terribly, falling to some third rate girl."

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Evelyn was quite angry at the words she was hearing, but she still rather watch for now. She wanted to see how things would unfold, and how this human would fight her foe, who had some sort of supernatural endurance.