[ Clara stills and listens intently, sobering and letting the words take root. She's been thinking mostly about protecting herself, others if needed, and not considering what the end result is of successfully doing so.
Looking at the now small weapon in her hand, she knows she would never brandish it unwarranted. Meeting his eyes again, she nods at Beitang in understanding. ]
This isn't sport, we aren't fencing. If I kill something here, I have to be able to live with that. [ The sword will be her last resort, brandished only when she knows there isn't another option. And if she dies, she'll die fighting for herself or others. ]
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Looking at the now small weapon in her hand, she knows she would never brandish it unwarranted. Meeting his eyes again, she nods at Beitang in understanding. ]
This isn't sport, we aren't fencing. If I kill something here, I have to be able to live with that. [ The sword will be her last resort, brandished only when she knows there isn't another option. And if she dies, she'll die fighting for herself or others. ]