"Do not speak of matters that predate you-"
"Am I wrong then?" He began sneering and the woman's lips thinned into a line.
"You betrayed your own, I don't care what the reason was betrayal is betrayal, and I am going to make sure you draw your last breath because of what you made her suffer."
"You have no idea..." She began her rebuttal but paused.
"No," Rasha took a deep breath and balled her fists, staring at her feet and then raising her eyes towards Sol once more. "This long after the fact, words are pointless, I did indeed betray her, but that is all in the past, Sol Vestic Godslayer of Gold." The woman's hair began glowing white while she spoke while the mana around her compressed into a thin layer on her skin like ripples of water.
"I fight you as a general of the Emporium only."
Sol took a breath as well and then began slowly walking towards her. "I disagree, but go ahead and think what you will... the outcome of today's fight will not change for either of us."
