Christine was determined to prove her previous selfs wrong. She couldn't believe that these were her lives, okay not her lives but that of Gadrial.
Her head hurt as she was trying to wrap her head around this whole idea of have been the vessel of a woman who had lived for aeons and who have seen the changes of the earth.
Gadrial's hand never left her shoulder, it was still keeping pressure on it, "Are you ready to battle?"
Christine bit her lip inwardly, she wasn't ready and she would never be ready but she didn't want to live with these women. "I am ready to battle you for my life."
Gadrial's hand left her shoulder and she took a step back, "Then may it be a glorious battle."
The seven smirked at them, "Then we shall bear witness to your beautiful battle."
