"But..." Her sword! Hey not fair! She splutters for a second in sock that bleeds into anger. Trickery is not well loved by her.
"We did not come here to fight," Aridis growls. "How dare thee presume to divine what is in our thoughts, knave!"
It doesn't hurt that Aridis knows it would take too long to restring her bow and let loose an arrow to teach this mortal a lesson. She should have listened to one of her friends and carried more than one blade.
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