"Let's see if I can bite, shall we?" She grumbled, turning around.
"As you say, Princess." Melda spit out the particles of the chewed bark and threw the twig aside, preparing her stance.
She belonged to the sect of the protectors and was born with the abilities that made her sect dominate in the battlefields. However, she hasn't just kept herself limited to the abilities blessed upon her naturally but her whole life, she has trained and prepared herself for the day she will have to fight for her people and get her revenge.
Her strengths were all she could rely upon because she had lost all the faith in the Royal family who failed to protect them as their guardians. Taking this Princess down seemed like snapping another twig for her, nothing more.
