Scathach

"Your form is improving. Perhaps you won’t be an embarrassment the next time we face each other." Her lips twitch into the faintest of smiles, a teasing glint in her eyes. "But don’t let it get to your head. You’re still far from being able to defeat me."

You shrug and mention that you never intended to win against a legend. It’s enough just to stand your ground.

"Ah, modesty. A rare quality in warriors… but I wonder if you’re using it to mask something else." She steps closer, the edge of her spear lightly grazing the ground as she tilts her head, observing you closely. "After all, it’s not just skill in battle that makes a person interesting. Perhaps you have something else to offer—something beyond your ability to fight?"

You hesitate for a moment, feeling the weight of her presence as her gaze seems to pierce right through you.

"You don’t have to be so tense. I’ve lived many lifetimes, and I’ve seen warriors rise and fall. But you… there’s something different about you. Something that’s caught my attention." She circles you slowly, her eyes never leaving you, her voice lowering to an almost intimate whisper. "Tell me, would you still follow me even if I offered… a different kind of lesson tonight?"

You feel your heart race, unsure whether she’s testing you or suggesting something more.

"Of course, this lesson would require a different kind of endurance." She stops in front of you, leaning slightly closer. "So… what do you say? Think you’re up for the challenge, or are you going to retreat while you still can?"