[ Tieria isn't aware if such practice was still used back home so he hasn't consider that. Nodding to her, he rubs the palm of his hands to soothe them a little before the next battle commence. ]
You're a priestess. [ Pause. ] From the way you carry yourself, you seem familiar with the battlefield.
[ Just then, the Haro comes rolling back, its eyes blinking warning to Tieria. ] We have company, 3 o'clock. [ He grabs the iron bar and moves away from his resting spot in anticipation of the enemy. ]
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You're a priestess. [ Pause. ] From the way you carry yourself, you seem familiar with the battlefield.
[ Just then, the Haro comes rolling back, its eyes blinking warning to Tieria. ] We have company, 3 o'clock. [ He grabs the iron bar and moves away from his resting spot in anticipation of the enemy. ]