The book floated to her side, but she knocked it away, "Stay out of this Zircon! You're always getting in the way."
Darren was still on the camel, contemplating whether he should get down or just leave her there until she comes to her right senses.
"If you don't get down, I'll cut the legs!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, and Darren couldn't wrap a finger at her reason for picking a fight. They weren't in the right place for it, and the weather wasn't favorable as well. But from her tone, and the look on her face, it seemed like she didn't care.
"fine" He got down, made a couple of strides towards her and put his hands behind his back.
Artemis raised a brow, "this wimp is finally showing some confidence, but I know you're not strong enough to wield a sword." She tossed her blade to the sand, then cracked her knuckles. "My fists taste better than the shit they serve in the dark elves domain." Darren didn't utter a word, neither did he move.
