Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20160929162749/@comment-25073873-20161009092923

Illya smiled and took the key, before deciding to just turn in for the night. She propped the spirit sword against her bed, changed her clothes to a confortable frilly dress, and decided to go to sleep. Still, Illya couldn't shake a foreboding sense from her mind. If she had to face such a powerful mage, why was it her ... and not her parents? Surely, if the mage posed such a large threat, her parents would come...

Or maybe it was a test for her. Illya couldn't help but feel fear, an emotion she rarely felt, and even more rarely gave in to, even if she felt it. It was like the future was so unknown, that all her talents would fail her at the wrong time. It stopped Illya from sleeping soundly, even if she didn;t need sleep, technically.

''Why is it me? Even my brother or cousin, untested as they are, would have better odds against such a mage...''