"This is the scenery you chose?" Lillian scratched the back of her head as she glanced around.
It was an almost barren mountaintop. Cracked stone ground, dry bushes with barely any leaves, unstable spots that may seem to collapse at any time. It was also quite cold.
Lillian shivered a bit, noticing how high up they were. Fortunately, it was not high enough to the point where it was hard to breathe.
She looked towards Marionette, who had her back facing her. She was looking over the edges, assumably checking the condition of what may be their arena.
The Assassin turned back to face her and said:
"Yes. This will suffice well."
"Eh..." Lillian gave a hesitant look, "Must it be in such a... Unstable spot?"
Marionette raised an eyebrow, "Not everywhere you fight will be in your favour." She shrugged, "Remember your fight with that horned monster back in the Catacomb."
