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The armored woman folded an arm across her chest, while her other hand rested under her chin.

A gesture that suggested she was pondering something.

"Size doesn't matter. Forgive me. I did not wish to insult you. Nor imply you were inferior by referring to your height."

"But your stature..."

She tilted her head.

"Hm...I suppose I am just large then."

"You seem displeased."

She set the general down gentlh. Still towering over him considerably.

"It's okay to be small."

"It has its advantages."

"That..."

Rotating him slightly to look at all angles of his face and body.

"And you're just incredibly light."

Lifting him up from under his arms.

". . ."

"Small..."

"I hunger for your light..."

"Come to me..."

"So we may finish this..."

The husk is staring up at the sky, flexing its hands slowly yet repetitively.

Holding their head, the pebble blast peppers them good.

As the dust settles they stand again.

Though not regenerating like he is, the escalating fight only seems to fuel them more.

Pointing a finger at him, smoking with a black flame.

"Doom..."

"It is not my intention to startle you..."

Their posture twists, seemingly finding it difficult to stand straight at the moment.

"So you fear no consequence...bold..."

"Very interesting..."

"You are much like me then."

The being shivers in their armor, inky black flames oozing from the gaps in metal.

"What does something like you fear?"

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"On my feathers, we'll make it to the golden age."

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"Something...familiar..."

"I would rather not put you through that again as well..."

Ashwynn keeps her distance, still staring blankly at Becca. Her eyes haven't moved.

"How did you aquire such an affliction?"

"Do not be afraid...you've yet to cause significant disturbance so you are spared from its ire."

Ashwynn nodded her head slowly.

"My sparring invitation was of my own accord."

+reached out to touch her forehead, but then retracted her hand to her chest.

"Mm..."

"That is...difficult to answer..." she frowned.

"I know that my name is Ashwynn...and I am an agent of the Void...other than that, I can't answer much..."

The woman was large. Standing at an impressive 6'6". Her eyes unfocused, just staring blankly at Rebecca.

"Are you feeling better..?" She+

"I see..."

Their head doesn't follow his movements, opting to stand still, gripping their weapon tightly.

"Are you...strong...?"

+engaged with.

"Are you alright...?" It was a soft voice. Sweet, but cold.

"By the void...you really ought to be careful about what abilities you mimic my dear..."

The entity hesitated.

"Peculiar..."

Their flame was gigantic for a moment, its blaze nearly swallowing up the entirety of her vision.

After making a gesture to remove something from their head, Rebecca's vision was restored.

Before her stood a tall woman, wearing the armor of the thing she was+

Elated, the empty pits for eyes ignite with a pale blue flame.

"Let us forge ourselves then..."

Standing upright and flexing their fingers.

"In the crucible of combat..."

They charge forth, readying a large overhead strike.

The armor shivered, hunching over, poised to strike.

"Conflict...begets strength..."

"I would rather...we clash..."

Inky black flames ooze from the gaps in the armor.

"Do you...accept...?"

"A guardian...a destroyer..."

They raise an armored hand to their mask, pinching the bridge of the nose in reflection.

"Are you...strong...?"

There was an apathetic darkness inside the entity. Void of passion.

They put up a palm as the firebolt rockets towards them.

After colliding with an invisible force, the flame bounces back directly at the caster, narrowly missing.

Stopping in their tracks and holding their arms out invitingly.

"A traveller...seeking strength..."

"Are you frightened?"

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The menacing figure draws near, brandishing a giant blade in one hand and a nexus of Negative Plane energy in the other.

"Infernal..."

"Not hostile..."

"What is your goal?"

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She nods and smiles softly, her eyes unfocused and just staring forward.

Blind?

"I know it's not very convenient...and you may have questions...I will do my best to answer them. You desverse that much for having bested me in combat."