In Aurelion's mind, a single word echoed "Silverfang." This girl, with every fiber of her being, proclaimed that she was a part of that noble and powerful clan.
As the girl continued to stare at Aurelion, she suddenly turned to Roric. She assumed a formal stance with her body, quickly brought her right hand to the left side of her chest.
"Captain Roric!"
Roric acknowledged the salute with a nod.
"I am Ylva Silverfang. I apologize for the disturbance." After this brief formality, she turned directly back to Aurelion.
She pointed her hand at Aurelion and spoke. "I challenge you, Elf!"
Aurelion froze for a moment. His gaze flickered first to the Captain, then to Faelan.
Faelan coughed lightly, cleared his throat as if preparing for an important speech, and then fixed his eyes on Aurelion. "What didn't you understand, lad? The girl is challenging you."
Aurelion raised an eyebrow and looked at Ylva. "I refuse."
