"Run?" Tianshi Xue repeated. "Then what's the point of having to learn defense?"
"So you can disarm your opponent, then you can run," answered Ink and stepped into a door that had the icon of a shower. The tiled floor was almost sparkling, and it was spacious. There were columns of lockers and showerheads attached to the far wall.
She narrowed her eyes. "I've watched a lot of films, you know," she said. "I think it's ridiculous to run."
"Oh yeah?" Ink asked and started to strip, pulling the shirt above her head. Tianshi Xue trained her eyes on her shoes. "Do you have a better plan?"
"Yeah, kill the person once they are disabled? Like for example, they are on the floor, and I could take a rock and smash it on their head. No more running," she concluded.
"Do you always have a rock?"
"Well, there are a lot of heavy candleholders in the hallways of the palace. I think I'll survive," she said.
