"Truly… frightening, aren't you, little girl?" the lion laughed in pity.
Meda was more or less pissed at him. Although he was a worthy opponent, she didn't see any reason he should be that cocky. True, she couldn't quite defeat him so far, but with this new weapon… She felt a strong surge of energy coming from it. Nothing that she ever really felt… Except for that one time. That one time in Olly Ood.
She braced herself for the encroaching last battle, and took her stance. She held the club in front of her, almost like how you'd hold a kendo sword, a shinai. To her it didn't feel that much different in weight, thus allowing her to wield it in any form she wanted to. She wasn't quite sure how to use it, so she opted for a melee weapon she was more or less familiar with.
