[ Her landings are rarely afforded the opportunity to be graceful, and having pummeled her opponent with her polearm, Aranea quickly regains her bearings. Years of training and honing her skill have made her damn good, but she isn't immune to fatigue.

Especially since she did a lot of damn work here. ]

So, you don't want to waste your time on your inferiors. [ What could have been a question is simply stated. Shifting her weight to her other leg, the dragoon holds out her spear. With a gesture, the weapon glows red and disappears. The simulated environment around them begins to fade, their victory robotically announced.

Towards his comment towards her stamina, she rolls her shoulder into a shrug. ]

Not gonna play the judge on that one. I could easily go for another round, but... [ The actual layout of the room that they shared is revealed, a sparse and empty room. ] I'm parched. Pesky side effect of being human.