The young woman, her eyes narrowed, was taken aback for a second as she stared at the young man. She then relaxed her posture and nodded, her ability to sense the outcome of the battle showing in her calm acceptance. "A draw."
After those words, Grey Hawk and Jormungandr exchanged a tense glance before walking away, the old Viking heading to Freya's side while the small cat perched on Vlad's shoulder. The tension between them was palpable, even as the fighting intent in their eyes faded.
"It seems we are both interested in Nagan Mountain. How about we talk over a meal?" Vlad smiled at the woman, his eyes radiating pure calmness and serenity.
Freya stared at Vlad for a moment before glancing at Grey Hawk. The duo exchanged a small glance before the woman approached the young man. "We could eat."
