When Garia arrived in Esthelm just before midday, she saw the commotion outside the Adventurer\u2019s Guild before she\u2019d even dropped off her delivery.<\/p>\n
Sugar. Several bags of it\u2014enough for a huge rush order in one of the bakeries in town. The heavy, sticky delivery had messed up the inside of Garia\u2019s pack. She\u2019d have to spend quite some time cleaning it out with water and a ball of soap.<\/p>\n
The thought was depressing to the girl, but she put that out of her mind the instant she saw Ryoka. As always, the other girl was at the center of some kind of attention. In this case, she was surrounded by a crowd of adventurers in the open courtyard used for training and sparring in the Adventurer\u2019s Guild.<\/p>\n
She wasn\u2019t sparring or using a weapon. Yet. But Garia could see, as plain as her own level, that Ryoka was about to fight. The other girl had a\u2014certain expression that crossed her face in times like these.<\/p>\n
Externally, she did seem like normal Ryoka. That was to say, her impassive face, which gave nothing away, and her distant, reserved eyes that had fascinated Garia the first day she\u2019d met the other girl.<\/p>\n
But in times like these, though the mask would not break, Garia could see another Ryoka peering out from behind. And her eyes\u2014yes, you had to look there. Ryoka\u2019s eyes held a faint, fierce light.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not a kind one. Certainly brave\u2014wild enough for her to run into Albez and deliver healing potions for a team in need. But the same kind\u2014<\/p>\n
The same kind of madness that had sent her to the High Passes. Garia had wondered about it, and her conclusion was something Ryoka would hate to hear.<\/p>\n
\u2026But it reminded Garia, a bit, of how Persua looked at her. Only, where Persua focused on Garia\u2019s weight, upon anyone she didn\u2019t like who slighted her\u2014Ryoka\u2019s was for the entire world. And it was brightest when it was in the mirror. It was in her gaze now as she squared off against the woman in silver armor. A blazing contempt for her own safety.<\/p>\n
It made Garia hesitate, but she was even kinder than she was curious. That instinct prompted her to gently push her way through the crowd of adventurers to stop Ryoka from picking a fight with someone dangerous.<\/p>\n
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Ryoka was stretching her legs out, touching her toes when she saw someone lift up a guy in leather armor and shift him out of the way. Garia, red-faced and blushing, apologized and edged into the open space and towards Ryoka.<\/p>\n
Huh. But Ryoka had suggested Garia come to the city, hadn\u2019t she? It was just\u2026odd. Her conversation with Garia felt like it had happened a long time ago. But she\u2019d been awake then and hadn\u2019t slept since.<\/p>\n
Tired. Which wasn\u2019t good. Ryoka had to be at the top of her game for what was coming next.<\/p>\n
Ryoka nodded as Garia cautiously walked closer. She would have smiled\u2014or at least thought about smiling\u2014but she didn\u2019t feel like it. She needed to concentrate.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUm, hi, Ryoka. What\u2019s up?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing much. See that person? The one in the silver armor? She challenged me to a fight.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ryoka nodded across the courtyard to where Yvlon was talking to Ceria, Calruz, and several other members of the Horns of Hammerad. Garia eyed her once, gulped, and then bent down to whisper to Ryoka.<\/p>\n
\u201cRyoka? Did you do something to make her\u2014um, mad?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka bared her teeth. It might have been a smile.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t think so. Not yet, anyways. She challenged me to a \u2018friendly\u2019 match. I accepted. Why?\u201d<\/p>\n Garia\u2019s lips moved. The City Runner turned her head, and her eyes focused on the other woman. Her voice was too-casual as she turned back to Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cOh. Nothing. It\u2019s just\u2014that\u2019s Yvlon Byres<\/em>, Captain of the Silver Spears. She\u2019s famous around here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo I\u2019m told.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd she challenged you. To a fight?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, a sparring match. I was the one who wanted to turn it into a fight.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka hesitated. She eyed Yvlon across the open space between them. The other young woman\u2014she was closer to Ryoka\u2019s age, possibly a year or two older\u2014was smiling and addressing a worried-looking Ceria. She turned, met Ryoka\u2019s eyes, and nodded politely.<\/p>\n The barefoot girl looked away. She began stretching her other leg and muttered to Garia.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2014just want to push her face in a bit, don\u2019t you? She\u2019s a bit too beautiful and perfect.\u201d<\/p>\n Garia waited, but Ryoka just stood back up and began touching her toes, breathing slowly and steadily.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYup.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRyoka, that\u2019s\u2014I know Yvlon. Her group, the Silver Spears, helped chase off a group of bandits that was attacking me once. And I\u2019ve heard of her. She\u2019s a really good person! She\u2019s nice, she gives to the poor, her team takes on requests to help people even if the reward isn\u2019t high\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI get it. She\u2019s a great person. A popular girl.<\/em> Someone everyone likes.\u201d<\/p>\n The expression on Ryoka\u2019s face said that she didn\u2019t share the same opinion. Her eyes were flinty as they flicked towards Yvlon.<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t think she\u2019s like that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe. Maybe not. She just\u2014reminds me of people I don\u2019t like. And she looks too nice for an adventurer. I don\u2019t like nice people. They\u2019re always hiding something. It\u2019s always a mask, right? Like Fals.\u201d<\/p>\n There was so much to unpack that Garia was left dumbfounded. She looked at Yvlon, then Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cThat doesn\u2019t make any sense. Fals is\u2014he has his faults, but he\u2019s not a bad person. There\u2019re good folk out there. Like\u2014like the Horns.\u201d<\/p>\n She waited for some of that reasonableness to drip into Ryoka\u2019s ears, but the City Runner just shook her head.<\/p>\n \u201cI guess. Maybe. Shame we won\u2019t ever find out the truth. Alright, I\u2019m ready.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka finished stretching out her hamstrings and stood straight, sighing. Her conversation with Garia was\u2014distracting. She didn\u2019t really have a good explanation for Garia, not one she could articulate. It was just how she felt. More than anything, Ryoka had been happy to fight Yvlon.<\/p>\n The other adventurer noticed she was staring and smiled again. Ryoka scowled. That smile<\/em>. That polite, little smile. It said quite clearly Yvlon knew Ryoka was spoiling for a fight\u2014and that Yvlon would win either way. She wanted to wipe it off Yvlon\u2019s face. Ryoka muttered to the side.<\/p>\n \u201cShe looks way too attractive, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n Garia shook her head. She seemed to wrestle with herself and then burst out.<\/p>\n \u201cYou both<\/em> look like\u2014like princesses!\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka blinked at the other Runner. Garia stared back, embarrassed.<\/p>\n \u201cYou do. You both look\u2014way better than I do. Or Persua. Or anyone, really. I don\u2019t see why you want to fight her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe wants to test me, too. She\u2019s working for Magnolia.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s related<\/em> to Lady Magnolia, Ryoka.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHrm.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou know she once took on five men and won, right? She did it barehanded<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWith armor though, right? Not exactly barehanded. You try punching out someone in plate armor. I bet those [Bandits] could have taken her on without the armor. I can\u2014even if she\u2019s got it on.\u201d<\/p>\n Garia was close to tearing out her hair. She clutched at her head and regretted it as her sugar-encrusted palms mixed with her sweat.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was still five people<\/em>, Ryoka! Most adventurers couldn\u2019t do that with a weapon!\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka knew that was true. She knew it was\u2026probably\u2026impressive, but even in her own head, she didn\u2019t want to give the thought too much credence. Garia was still talking. Ryoka debated tuning her out and reluctantly listened.<\/p>\n \u201cI know she won\u2019t hurt you\u2014not if you don\u2019t try to hurt her. But Silver-rank adventurers aren\u2019t like that guy you fought in the tavern, Ryoka. If you make her get serious, she\u2019ll\u2014what are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWarming up.\u201d<\/p>\n The barefoot girl wasn\u2019t done with her pre-fight stretching. From stretching her legs, she\u2019d moved onto her arms. And while the adventurers had watched her touch her toes and stretch her legs with interest, the next phase of her warm up was\u2026different.<\/p>\n Ryoka shook her arms out in a fanning motion. It looked ridiculous, she knew. Sort of like a kid pretending to be a chicken. But it was a necessary stretch if she wanted to throw hooks when she was fighting. She began to circle her arms around, first in one direction and then the other.<\/p>\n Adventurers were laughing. Ryoka ignored them. She raised her arm and grabbed the elbow, gently pushing it down her back. Then she repeated it with her other arm.<\/p>\n All in all, the stretches took five minutes. Ryoka did everything from touching her toes to stretching out her legs to rotating her hips as if she was using a hula-hoop in slow motion.<\/p>\n When it was done, Ryoka could feel every part of her body was ready to go. She also had an audience. Besides the adventurers already watching her and Yvlon, a group of enterprising street vendors had joined the crowd along with a sizable group of pedestrians. They were already betting as they stood in the circle, chatting, eating food, and laughing at Ryoka\u2019s antics.<\/p>\n Yvlon smiled as Ryoka walked into the center of the ring. She nodded to Ceria and took a few steps towards Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cInteresting. You\u2019re quite limber. Was that supposed to help you fight?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t stretch before a fight?\u201d<\/p>\n The other adventurers laughed or chuckled. Yvlon shook her head and replied drily.<\/p>\n \u201cNot like that. I don\u2019t think any warriors I know would do that\u2014especially not in front of an audience.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShame. One more advantage for me, then.\u201d<\/p>\n It was amazing, Garia reflected as she watched Ryoka, that the other girl was completely\u2014and always, come to think of it\u2014confident. Even when she was facing down an adventurer in armor. At least, in a fight. She squirmed more when she was just talking to the [Receptionists] at the Runner\u2019s Guild. But right now\u2026Yvlon turned to the side where the Horns of Hammerad were standing.<\/p>\n \u201cPardon me. I was just reassuring your friends that this friendly exhibition would not be harmful to you. If you\u2019ll allow me a minute, I\u2019ll remove my armor.\u201d<\/p>\n So saying, Yvlon began removing her gauntlets, but Ryoka shook her head.<\/p>\n \u201cYou can leave your armor on. The gauntlets too.\u201d<\/p>\n The crowd had been talking and joking as they waited for the sparring match to begin, but Ryoka\u2019s words created a hush as if someone had cast a [Silence] spell. Yvlon raised her eyebrows, and behind her, Ceria slapped her forehead.<\/p>\n \u201cI wouldn\u2019t want to hurt you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt won\u2019t be me that gets hurt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRyoka, don\u2019t be an idiot!\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria walked forwards and snapped at the barefoot runner. She lowered her voice so not everyone could hear her, but in the silence, her words were perfectly audible to those around her.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you insane?<\/em> You can\u2019t fight someone in armor! Yvlon is a Silver-rank captain. Even if she pulls her punches, she\u2019ll hurt you. This is just a sparring match\u2014neither of you are supposed to get hurt.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? Then let\u2019s make it a serious fight.\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria groaned as Calruz grinned in approval. The Minotaur watched Ryoka approvingly, liking her bravado. Ceria did not. She hissed at Ryoka so only the Runner could hear.<\/p>\n \u201cYvlon is not<\/em> someone to take lightly, Ryoka. She\u2019s honorable, proud\u2014even if she is being patient. Stop being so rude.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m taking her seriously, believe me. But I want to see what fighting someone in armor is like. And besides\u2026you\u2019ve never seen me fight, have you?\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria blinked at Ryoka. She eyed her from top to toe.<\/p>\n \u201cNo\u2014but\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrust me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf Miss Ryoka Griffin says she\u2019s confident, I will trust her word, Ceria.\u201d<\/p>\n Yvlon smiled at the half-Elf, meeting Ceria\u2019s worried stare. An unspoken message passed between the two, and Ceria\u2019s pointed ears lowered slightly before she stepped back.<\/p>\n Now, Ryoka and Yvlon were alone in the center of the ring. Ryoka bounced on the balls of her feet, eying Yvlon as the other woman divested herself of her belt pouches and sword.<\/p>\n \u201cI am afraid Ceria is right though, Ryoka. I would hate for you to break your hands on my armor or for me to cut your face with my gauntlets. I am sure I would be able to give you a fair fight even without my armor.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s fine. You\u2019re not wearing a helmet anyways.\u201d<\/p>\n Again, Ryoka\u2019s words caused a stir in the crowd, and not an entirely positive one. From her position, Garia could see some of the other adventurers\u2014especially the armored women who were part of the Silver Spears\u2014looking annoyed or outright angry at Ryoka\u2019s words.<\/p>\n But Yvlon only smiled politely. It was a smile quite similar to Lady Magnolia\u2019s, actually. A [Lady]\u2019s smile that gave nothing away.<\/p>\n \u201cVery well. I am told you practice some sort of unarmed fighting? You said it was\u2026MMA? I confess that I have only a bit of formal training myself. Much of what I know is self-taught.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah. I practice Mixed Martial Arts. Muay Thai.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd you are a skilled practitioner of this\u2026Muay Thai?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhere I come from, yeah.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cInteresting. Then shall we begin? I believe it would be only courteous to allow you the first strike.\u201d<\/p>\n Yvlon walked forwards a few steps and then raised her gauntleted arms in something close to a boxer\u2019s guard. The murmuring of the crowd increased as Ryoka began circling the other woman, hands up.<\/p>\n Her posture was different than it would be in a Muay Thai sparring match. Ryoka was treating this like an MMA fight, although she\u2019d never been in one herself. But she\u2019d practiced on the off-chance her parents would allow her to fight in the ring.<\/p>\n Her posture and center of balance were lowered, her stance was wider, and her hands were loosely clasped into fists. She rested more weight on her front leg as she eyed Yvlon.<\/p>\n Now that she was finally in front of the other woman, Ryoka found time for a shred of regret that she was fighting the other woman in armor. It was complete idiocy to fight anyone in armor barehanded. She knew that.<\/p>\n But part of Ryoka wanted<\/em> this. She wanted the challenge; she wanted to see how far she could push herself against unfair odds like this. And most of all, she wanted to win<\/em> even with Yvlon in full plate armor. She wanted it quite badly, in fact.<\/p>\n The other woman slowly rotated to follow Ryoka as the barefoot girl circled her. She was waiting for Ryoka\u2019s first move, as she\u2019d said.<\/p>\n Well, that was fine with her. Ryoka feinted with her hands. Yvlon\u2019s instinctively moved to block. Ryoka put all her weight onto her front leg and spun, throwing her back leg up and back towards the side of Yvlon\u2019s head in what was known as a spinning wheel kick.<\/p>\n Ryoka\u2019s leg flashed upwards, and Yvlon barely raised her arms in time to protect her head. Despite the armor she wore, she still staggered back from the impact.<\/p>\n That was the moment Ryoka had really been waiting for. Even before she was fully back upright, she moved sideways and threw a punch at Yvlon\u2019s head.<\/p>\n Her hands were impossibly quick. Garia couldn\u2019t even see Ryoka as the girl threw a lightning-fast jab at the adventurer\u2019s face.<\/p>\n Ryoka\u2019s right hand flew forwards in a strike that would have caught Yvlon straight on the tip of her chin. But before it landed, one silver-plated hand came up and seized Ryoka\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n From her position, Garia saw the barefoot girl\u2019s eyes widen, and then she twisted both body and head to avoid Yvlon\u2019s fist. She couldn\u2019t get away perfectly, held as she was by the other adventurer. The gauntlet caught Ryoka on the side of the jaw and drew blood.<\/p>\n The adventurers in the crowd cheered as Yvlon released Ryoka\u2019s hand. That was probably a wise move regardless, because the look in the other girl\u2019s eyes was pure fury. Ryoka muttered an expletive around her bleeding mouth and spat.<\/p>\n Yvlon gave Ryoka a polite smile as she raised her fists again. The light glinted off the polished metal and specks of blood on her right gauntlet.<\/p>\n \u201cI understand your pride, Ryoka Griffin, but we adventurers have our own dignity. You underestimate us at your peril. Are you sure you wouldn\u2019t like me to remove my armor?\u201d<\/p>\n That was the wrong thing to say. Ceria shouted something at Ryoka, but Garia saw the look in the Runner\u2019s eyes. Slowly, she straightened, wiping the rest of the blood away from her cut lips.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m going to get serious now.\u201d<\/p>\n Yvlon seemed to sigh, but in an instant, her guard was back up, and she was watching Ryoka warily. She didn\u2019t underestimate the other girl despite having scored a point first.<\/p>\n Ryoka paused for a moment, staring hard at Yvlon. Then she advanced slowly, raising her hands above her head.<\/p>\n The adventurers in Esthelm were nothing if not admiring of someone with spirit. Half of them egged Ryoka on, laughing and cheering as she advanced on Yvlon while the other half bet whether she\u2019d even manage to strike the other woman\u2019s face.<\/p>\n Yvlon\u2019s eyes narrowed as Ryoka got closer and closer. Before the other girl could move, she stepped forwards and threw a lightning-quick punch at Ryoka\u2019s head.<\/p>\n Ryoka didn\u2019t dodge so much as lean<\/em> on one leg and move her head down. The metal fist missed her head by inches, prompting a gasp from her audience. But neither woman was finished.<\/p>\n Even as Ryoka dodged her first punch, Yvlon\u2019s second hand flew up in an uppercut towards Ryoka\u2019s face. But again, Ryoka took a step back and avoided the blow with mere inches to spare. Then she threw a backhand at Yvlon\u2019s face.<\/p>\n Again, the adventurer blocked, but this time, Ryoka wasn\u2019t interested in kicking. She darted behind Yvlon as the adventurer turned in her heavier armor. Ryoka hooked her leg behind Yvlon\u2019s and kicked straight through, sending the armored adventurer tumbling to the ground.<\/p>\n The crash of metal was the only sound in the silence. Yvlon rolled and got to her feet in an instant, ready for an attack, but Ryoka just stood with her guard up, waiting.<\/p>\n \u201cWell.\u201d<\/p>\n Was it a rueful smile? It flicked across Yvlon\u2019s face in an instant before she went all-out on the attack. She rushed at Ryoka, throwing swift punches that made the other girl dodge back.<\/p>\n It still wasn\u2019t an equal fight. Even Garia could see that Ryoka was mostly on the defensive, unable to hit Yvlon while the other adventurer guarded her face. It wasn\u2019t an equal fight.<\/p>\n But it was silent. Now, all the adventurers were watching Ryoka like hawks. She dodged back, letting Yvlon come at her, always moving, darting in for strikes against Yvlon\u2019s head before escaping.<\/p>\n Ryoka missed the timing for one of her strikes, and Yvlon caught her in a flurry of blows. Ryoka took a punch to the midsection and a glancing blow off one shoulder\u2014and then kicked Yvlon in the stomach hard enough to send the adventurer staggering back.<\/p>\n Again, Ryoka charged Yvlon. She avoided a wild punch and then had the other woman\u2019s back. She stepped behind<\/em> Yvlon with one leg and, using her elbow, threw the woman back over her knee. Again, the crash of metal was the only sound in the silence.<\/p>\n This time, Ryoka didn\u2019t let Yvlon get up. She advanced on the adventurer as she struggled to get off the ground. Yvlon turned and lashed out with her fist, almost too fast for Garia to follow. But Ryoka had been expecting that. She leaned back and then seized the other woman\u2019s arm.<\/p>\n Garia saw Yvlon strike upwards at Ryoka, a flash of movement as the other girl twisted around her\u2014for a second, all was confusion, and then Ryoka was twisting Yvlon\u2019s arm up while she planted her knee on her back.<\/p>\n It was over. Ryoka was holding the arm as high as the armor would allow. She was about to transition into a choke hold when she saw Yvlon\u2019s hand push against the ground\u2014<\/p>\n Ryoka was thrown off by the explosive force as Yvlon threw herself back, knocking the other girl off her. She turned and kicked<\/em>, and Ryoka tumbled with the force of the blow.<\/p>\n Yvlon was trying to rotate her arm and work out the pain when she saw Ryoka roll and tumble upright in a flash of motion. She blinked\u2014and caught a fist to her face for the first time. Ryoka\u2019s hand knocked her head back slightly. As Yvlon was stunned, two more lightning-fast jabs hit her on the cheek and jaw.<\/p>\n The fourth punch Yvlon caught in a grip like steel. Ryoka braced herself, but no metal fist came swinging her way.<\/p>\n The Captain of the Silver Spears was shaking her head, and her mouth was moving. Over the roar of blood in Ryoka\u2019s ears, she realized people were shouting, and the adventurer released her hand and relaxed her stance as she massaged her mouth.<\/p>\n The fight was over.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u201cWhat was that?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n That was the first question Garia asked Ryoka once she had a chance. This was mainly because everyone else was queuing up for food in the Guild\u2019s mess hall.<\/p>\n Ryoka shrugged and pushed at her food with a sour face. It wasn\u2019t that she wasn\u2019t hungry\u2014she was ravenous\u2014but she was already tired of answering questions.<\/p>\n Reluctantly, she bit into a bit of juicy sausage and replied to the awestruck girl sitting across from her.<\/p>\n \u201cThose were throws. Special moves to take down an opponent. Haven\u2019t you ever seen someone tossing an opponent to the ground before?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, yeah, of course, but\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Garia floundered as she searched for words.<\/p>\n \u201cYou made it look so easy<\/em>. Yvlon was in armor, and you just threw her to the ground\u2014twice!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt would have been better if I\u2019d kept her down.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka grunted as she chomped hard on her food. At least she was able to savor it. A healing potion had taken care of all her injuries\u2014and Yvlon\u2019s.<\/p>\n Garia stared at her incredulously.<\/p>\n \u201cYou knocked down a Silver-rank Captain. Anyone would be proud of that.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah. And I got to hit her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThose last two punches were unnecessary.\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria\u2019s voice made the two Runners look up. The half-Elf slid onto the long table and frowned at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cYou didn\u2019t need to hit her that many times. This was supposed<\/em> to be a gentle spar, not you trying to break her jaw.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka looked completely unapologetic.<\/p>\n \u201cOops.\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria made a noise that sounded like a sigh crossed with a hiss and muttered darky under her breath. Ceria Springwalker was angry enough that she looked ready to shoot sparks from her eyes\u2014until she grew abruptly calm.<\/p>\n She rose and, without a word, stepped back. Ryoka waited, but Ceria just walked away. The Runner looked almost disappointed. She was ravenous\u2014and still shaking with adrenaline from the fight.<\/p>\n Taking a seat across from Ryoka, Garia stabbed at her food. Thus far, she and Garia were the only two people to have joined Ryoka in the mess hall, despite the numerous adventurers sitting around them.<\/p>\n Predictably, Ryoka had chosen the far corner of the furthest table from the door, which meant that there would be far fewer people able to talk to her. But it seemed as though quite a few adventurers would have liked to come up and chat; only a few did.<\/p>\n These were the members of the Horns of Hammerad and the various Silver-rank captains Ryoka had met. Two of them, the man named Cervial with the longbow and Yvlon, took seats next to Ryoka.<\/p>\n Maybe it wasn\u2019t intentional, but Cervial took the seat directly next to Ryoka, putting himself between the two women. It wasn\u2019t as if either woman were overtly hostile to the other\u2014and indeed, they were quite polite.<\/p>\n But if Yvlon was polite and genuinely admiring of Ryoka after the fight, there was a certain edge in Ryoka\u2019s replies and comments that didn\u2019t pass unnoticed at the table.<\/p>\n Yvlon politely munched on a boiled piece of asparagus or asparagus-like vegetable and commented to the table at large, but Ryoka and Garia specifically.<\/p>\n \u201cYou see, it\u2019s not as if we\u2019re hurting for money or jobs at the moment. There\u2019s always work, and we can brave the Ruins of Albez for quite a profit most of the time. But it\u2019s not sustainable in the long run.\u201d<\/p>\n Cervial nodded. He stabbed at his food and made a face.<\/p>\n \u201cAdventuring isn\u2019t easy at our level. We\u2019re just good enough that it\u2019s not worth our time to take requests clearing out Goblin tribes unless they\u2019re really big\u2014but we don\u2019t have the strength to take on the stronger types of monsters. Sooner or later, our luck runs out and we take an injury we can\u2019t heal up from\u2014or die. That\u2019s why these new ruins might be our break. If we can get in there and find some serious magical artifacts or equipment, we could easily reach Gold-rank.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe only question is whether the risks in this case are worth the reward. So far, Cervial\u2019s team\u2014the Flawless Flights\u2014mine, and Calruz\u2019s are the only ones who are willing to go in first.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt took some doing, but Ceria convinced me that the ruins could be loaded with ancient artifacts. They\u2019re quite similar to ancient crypts apparently.\u201d<\/p>\n Cervial drained his mug and nodded politely at the others.<\/p>\n \u201cStill, we\u2019re going in carefully. Both Yvlon and I are only doing this for the treasure.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka shifted. She looked across the room at where adventurers were still being served. Perhaps it was because of his size, but Calruz had been stuck at the back of the line, and he was grumpy about waiting. He kept casting glances at the now-full table Ryoka was sitting at, irritated.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about Calruz, then?\u201d<\/p>\n Yvlon chuckled politely, and Cervial shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cHe just wants the challenge. That stupid Minotaur doesn\u2019t care what enemies he\u2019s fighting so long as he can gain experience from it. He\u2019s an old-fashioned type. Death or glory with no in between. Not like the rest of us.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka nodded. She thought she understood from context alone. If Yvlon and Cervial were adventurers who relied upon magical equipment along with their levels to get stronger, Calruz was the kind of person who thought gaining more levels was all that he needed. She looked at Cervial.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s the level difference between a Silver-ranked adventurer and a Gold-rank?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe difference? Well\u2014it could be just a few levels depending on their equipment. Remember, in most cases it\u2019s the entire party who gets the Gold-rank. I guess Silver-rank is mostly in the low twenties at best while Gold-rank is anywhere from Level 24 onwards.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course, individual skill still plays a pretty big role.\u201d<\/p>\n Yvlon nodded at Calruz as the Minotaur impatiently waited for his food, clearly unhappy at missing the conversation and having to wait behind lesser adventurers.<\/p>\n \u201cCalruz isn\u2019t 30, but he\u2019s damn close. He\u2019s also a Minotaur. He could have found his way onto a Gold-rank team, but he wanted to be in command.\u201d<\/p>\n At last, the talked-of Minotaur was served a double portion onto his plate. He stomped towards the table, pausing when he saw there was nowhere to sit.<\/p>\n He took two steps towards Ryoka and pointed to Garia. The girl flinched as Calruz growled at her.<\/p>\n \u201cYou. Runner. Move.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cO-oh. Sure.\u201d<\/p>\n Garia was about to slip out of her seat, but Ryoka and\u2014surprisingly\u2014Cervial grabbed her by the clothing.<\/p>\n \u201cHold it, Calruz. You can\u2019t just order someone to leave. Pull up a chair or sit at the other end of the table.\u201d<\/p>\n Calruz scowled down at Cervial.<\/p>\n \u201cShe is no warrior. This place is reserved for adventurers, not mere Runners.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka raised her eyebrows. Apparently, she didn\u2019t count. Garia squeaked and trembled by her side.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2014I can go. It\u2019s no problem. I didn\u2019t want to get in the way\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n The standoff between them ended when someone booted Calruz in the butt as hard as she could. He actually noticed the move, but the half-Elf kicked him despite it. Calruz whirled\u2014and she snapped at him.<\/p>\n \u201cYou stubborn idiot. Let Garia sit. For a Minotaur who talks about honor, you certainly don\u2019t have much when it comes to non-warriors.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka lowered the plate she had ready to toss, and Cervial stopped leaning back.\u00a0<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m defending the integrity of\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh shut up, Calruz. Is it honorable to bully someone who runs deliveries for people like us? Is that what a proud member of the House of Minos\u2019 Beriad does? Sit down.\u201d<\/p>\n That comment caused a hush among the nearby adventurers, and especially the rest of the Horns of Hammerad, but Calruz looked unmoved. He sat at the table, ignoring Garia like a footstool.<\/p>\n \u201cHonor is for those who earn it. I don\u2019t know this Runner\u2019s character.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka frowned, but made no comment as Garia instantly went back to her food, avoiding looking at Calruz. There was a lot she wanted<\/em> to say, but flipping the Minotaur\u2019s food into his face was more appealing.<\/p>\n But since she had the feeling Garia might carry at least some of the Minotaur\u2019s ire if she did it, Ryoka\u2014reluctantly\u2014held back. But the Minotaur\u2019s attitude annoyed her.<\/p>\n Still\u2014now that Ryoka thought about it, she\u2019d never heard Calruz say anything of substance to the other girl. He\u2019d talked and she\u2019d talked when they were in the inn, but the two had never directly spoken to each other that much.<\/p>\n As Ryoka\u2019s eyes flicked towards Calruz and her expressionless face darkened slightly, Yvlon nudged Cervial. The taller man looked at Ryoka and spoke lightly.<\/p>\n \u201cYour skill at unarmed fighting is quite incredible. I can see how it would be useful keeping away bandits and Goblins.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMm?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka looked up, realized she\u2019d been addressed, and shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cIt helps.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou wouldn\u2019t happen to be able to use any other weapons besides your fists, would you? A bow, for example?\u201d<\/p>\n Across the table, Gerial objected.<\/p>\n \u201cWait a second, Cervial, if you\u2019re going to recruit Ryoka, the Horns of Hammerad have the right to make the first offer.\u201d<\/p>\n Sostrom and the other adventurers agreed while the adventurers that were part of the Flawless Flights shouted from their table across the hall. Cervial laughed and raised his hands and then looked at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t use weapons. And I\u2019m not interested.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA shame. But I hope if you see a request from us you\u2019ll consider taking it. In fact, if you\u2019d like, we could arrange to request deliveries from you alone if you\u2019re ever in the same area as we are.\u201d<\/p>\n That<\/em> got Ryoka\u2019s attention. What Cervial was suggesting was a form of personalized contract in the Runner\u2019s Guild. That way, he could offer her exclusive deliveries.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy? Any Runner can deliver healing potions.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut no one has the guts to do it when there\u2019s a Lich raining spells down on our heads.\u201d<\/p>\n That remark came from Sostrom, and it was met with agreement from the other adventurers. Cervial nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cBeing an adventurer is all about finding trustworthy contacts. Good Runners like you for instance\u2014having someone to rely on when we\u2019re out exploring dungeons is far better than requesting an emergency delivery and hoping the Runner we get is competent.\u201d<\/p>\n He shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cNot that we ever plan to get in trouble of course, but when we\u2019re in a pinch\u2026at our level, we need to forge friendships and build up our group. It\u2019s not something people think about, but there\u2019s really no other way to survive. We trust each other with our backs or we\u2019ll fall together.\u201d<\/p>\n Something about that line tickled Ryoka\u2019s memory. She grunted and then looked at Cervial. The words came out before she could stop them. The same anger and contempt leaping from her thoughts out her mouth.<\/p>\n \u201cYou sound like a bunch of Runners when you say it like that.\u201d<\/p>\n The mood at the table froze over for a second. Garia stared wide-eyed at Ryoka and then tried to edge back in her seat. Cervial\u2019s smile flickered and then came back.<\/p>\n \u201cReally? That\u2019s not a good thing, usually. The Runner\u2019s Guild and the Adventurer\u2019s Guild don\u2019t get along. They think we\u2019re all muscle-bound idiots, and we think they\u2019re\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCowards.\u201d<\/p>\n Calruz grunted and ate half a sausage in one huge bite.<\/p>\n \u201cI wouldn\u2019t say cowards.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Yvlon objected, but most of the other adventurers seemed to agree with Calruz. Yvlon sighed and smiled at Garia reassuringly.<\/p>\n \u201cNot all of you. It\u2019s just that it\u2019s an unfortunate comparison to make, Ryoka.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSeems accurate to me.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka deliberately popped the last bit of sausage into her mouth and took a drink, conscious of all the eyes on her. Cervial was still smiling, but it was a brittle smile.<\/p>\n \u201cReally? And which Runners do we sound like?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGuy named Fals. He says the same things as you do. Runners have to band together in order to survive. Sacrifice the good of the individual for the group. \u2018Work together or die.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n Thoughtfully, Cervial propped his head on his hand. He was still smiling, but there was a tiny bit of anger in his eyes. Ryoka recognized it as something similar to her own. She felt\u2026prickly. More so even than usual.<\/p>\n \u201cI can agree with that. And I know Fals. He\u2019s no coward, although he does represent most of the things I dislike about the Runner\u2019s Guild. But he\u2019s not wrong. It\u2019s a tough world. Yet you seem to disagree?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka let the question dangle. She drained her mug, replenishing lost sweat. She wiped her mouth and shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not a team player.\u201d<\/p>\n Her comment ended the conversation. There wasn\u2019t really much that you could say to that. Garia slurped at her soup nervously and tried not to meet anyone\u2019s eyes. Yvlon leaned across the table and smiled at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, in any case, if you\u2019d like to work for any of our teams, we\u2019d be happy to set up an arrangement. With your skills, we wouldn\u2019t have to worry about you being chased off by monsters. In fact, if you\u2019d like to join our expedition to the ruins around Liscor to deliver supplies, we could work out a deal.\u201d<\/p>\n Calruz shook his head at Yvlon. Ceria hadn\u2019t sat down yet, but she drew Cervial aside as he got up. She prodded Calruz in the back of the head\u2014he ignored it. She nodded to Yvlon, and the armored woman rose with a questioning look. Ryoka was in the midst of talking to Calruz as Yvlon, Cervial, and Ceria stepped back for a private word by the bar.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cCeria, what did you want to say?\u201d<\/p>\n Cervial was polite to her. Even if he was a captain of another team, the Flawless Flights, he knew she was, well, a half-Elf.<\/p>\n Older. Not that she\u2019d lived amongst other folk than half-Elves for most of her life, but it carried weight. The half-Elf [Cryomancer] smiled apologetically as she motioned him and Yvlon aside.<\/p>\n \u201cNothing much, Cervial. I just wanted to apologize for Ryoka\u2019s conduct. You too, Yvlon.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s better at fighting than I thought. I did agree to challenge her.\u201d<\/p>\n The captain of the Silver Spears sounded too politely neutral to fool either Ceria or Cervial. The half-Elf grimaced.<\/p>\n \u201cI know she\u2019s making a bad impression. I think she\u2019s\u2014rattled from the High Passes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRattled?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe ran in this morning, after running from just outside of Celum all the way here. Nonstop. She nearly got killed by the monsters, and I think\u2014she\u2019s a great Runner. Saved our lives.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can see why, with her moves.\u201d<\/p>\n Again, Yvlon sounded too matter-of-fact, but she was softening a bit as Ceria laid out what she knew. The half-Elf nodded, one eye on Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cI think\u2026it would be best to have given her some room. That idiot Calruz is crowding her up. And you know Magnolia Reinhart was doing something with her.\u201d<\/p>\n Now, Yvlon did hesitate, and the woman gave Ceria an apologetic nod.<\/p>\n \u201cMy aunt is insistent. When you put it like that\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDoes that mean she hasn\u2019t slept for at least a day? And then she ran over here and picked a fight with a Silver-rank Captain? She\u2019s got the attitude of a Gold-ranker.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEgo, too. But give her a bit. She\u2019s rough\u2014but who isn\u2019t? Besides, she had her legs smashed with a wagon two weeks ago.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe what?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria exhaled in relief. She began regaling both team captains with the story, and by the time she was done, both were giving Ryoka much friendlier looks.<\/p>\n \u201cWhen you put it like that, I imagine I\u2019d be biting mad at everyone. Thanks for letting us know, Ceria. No wonder Calruz and Gerial speak so highly of you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cJust interjecting some common sense.\u201d<\/p>\n The half-Elf waved it away. By now, Gerial had come by, and he was nodding respectfully.\u00a0<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe we let Ryoka cool off? Gerial, why are you here? I told you to grab Calruz. If he makes a joke about her breasts\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria frowned at Gerial, but the man lifted an apologetic hand.<\/p>\n \u201cHe shoved me off. He and Ryoka were just talking punches and kicks. He\u2019s good at it, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria craned her neck over his shoulder, suddenly alarmed. She punched Gerial in the arm\u2014hard, and he looked wounded as Yvlon and Cervial turned.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat? They were getting into it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou sack of tree sap, Gerial. I told you to grab him before\u2014<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Calruz knew more about hand-to-hand combat than Ryoka had expected. She grudgingly admitted he knew about wrestling, pinning moves\u2014throws and punches and kicks. They were comparing techniques in decent spirit, although the Minotaur kept claiming that Ryoka was \u2018just substantively smaller\u2019 than a Minotaur woman.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not saying you\u2019re inferior in technique. <\/em>But size matters, and so do Skills. Do you have any in hand-to-hand combat? I thought not. You see, Runner Garia, it\u2019s all commendable. But a warrior is a warrior, a Runner, a Runner. Even Ryoka Griffin would do well to run from any monsters she encounters. Her fists would not be enough to allow her survival in Liscor\u2019s ruins.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka raised her eyebrows at Calruz. She shifted in her seat as Garia mumbled agreement to the imposing Minotaur, full of ego.<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t think I can defend myself? You saw me fight.\u201d<\/p>\n The Minotaur had a piece of sausage stuck in his teeth. He picked at it with one long fingernail.<\/p>\n \u201cI am merely stating the truth. Your fists would do little against most monsters my team faces. Less, since you are female and thus weaker.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked around in the hush. Possibly Calruz didn\u2019t see the way Ceria\u2019s back tensed up and the half-Elf\u2019s head came around. He certainly couldn\u2019t ignore the look in Ryoka\u2019s eyes though, and it was to her he spoke.<\/p>\n \u201cIs it not the truth? Humans are weaker than Minotaurs by birth. So too are you women weaker than men.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally. That\u2019s what you think?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCalruz. Why don\u2019t you shut up? Ryoka, let us get this idiot out of your face. We\u2019ll give you a\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n Was it Ceria or Yvlon who spoke warningly? Ryoka ignored it. She reached out and tugged Calruz\u2019s plate away as the Minotaur reached for a sausage. He looked up at her.<\/p>\n \u201cRight. Your turn. Bring it on.\u201d<\/p>\n For a moment, the Minotaur looked confused. Then he looked amused.<\/p>\n \u201cYou. You, Ryoka Griffin, wish to fight me?\u201d<\/p>\n He laughed, but Ryoka didn\u2019t. And neither did the other adventurers. Gerial raised his voice as he strode over.<\/p>\n \u201cRyoka. This isn\u2019t a good idea.\u201d<\/p>\n She ignored him.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m dead serious. Fight me. Unless you\u2019re afraid you\u2019ll lose?\u201d<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014\u00a0<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u201cYou idiot.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n This time, Ceria didn\u2019t bother with just words. She punched Ryoka hard in the shoulder. Which wasn\u2019t fair\u2014but she\u2019d also been stabbing a finger into Calruz\u2019s chest the last seven minutes trying to get him to back down\u2014and now she was after Ryoka since he\u2019d refused.<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t<\/em> challenge a Minotaur to a fight. What are you thinking? Are you even thinking?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka shrugged as she warmed up in the practice arena again. Her nerves were thrumming, but a pit of dark emotions roiled in her chest.<\/p>\n \u201cYou heard what he said about females.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI did. And he\u2019s got a point even if he did make it in the most bull-headed way possible. But that\u2019s Calruz. And even if he\u2019s being an idiot, there\u2019s a big difference between calling him on it and challenging him to a fight. <\/em>You know you\u2019re going to lose, right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot necessarily.\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria stared dumbfounded at Ryoka as the girl stretched on the ground. She looked helplessly at Yvlon.<\/p>\n \u201cHelp me talk sense to her?\u201d<\/p>\n Yvlon nodded. For some reason, she was now all team-Ryoka, which showed what a turncoat bitch she was. Oh, Miss High-And-Mighty now wants to be friends because of girl-power? Ryoka hated that vapid weathercocking.<\/p>\n \u201cCeria is right, Ryoka. There\u2019s bravado, and then there\u2019s\u2014this. Fighting me in armor is one thing, but Calruz is a Minotaur. He could rip my head off in unarmed combat without trying.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd he will<\/em> if he makes a mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI guess I\u2019ve just got to dodge, then.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka ignored the muted scream of fury coming from Ceria. She eyed Calruz. The Minotaur was actually finishing his meal, holding a plate as he waited for her to finish stretching. His casual indifference just lit a fire in her stomach.<\/p>\n \u201cBesides, I wanted to challenge him from the start. See how far I can go.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow about into the ground when he puts you there? Ryoka! He\u2019s got to weigh at least two hundred pounds more than you do!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSize isn\u2019t everything.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s pretty cursed important in a fight!\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria was right, of course. Ryoka eyed Calruz for the first time as a potential threat. When you looked at Calruz as a person, he was just huge, inconveniently so sometimes. But as an enemy? He was way scarier than any Human Ryoka had ever seen.<\/p>\n He was about six foot seven? Maybe a few inches higher, without even counting the horns. And his body was pure muscle. Not like Human muscle, but Minotaur muscle, which was to say that he looked like a wall of tendons and sinews.<\/p>\n It was the stupidest thing in the world to challenge him. But Ryoka really, really <\/em>wanted to try. She just wanted to hit the Minotaur, almost as much as she\u2019d wanted to hit Yvlon.<\/p>\n Yvlon. The adventurer was studying Ryoka thoughtfully. It made Ryoka want to punch her again, too. She was so tired and\u2014and frustrated that hitting anything sounded good.<\/p>\n Like Ceria, if it would get the half-Elf to shut up.<\/p>\n \u201cPotions don\u2019t fix shattered bones! You know that. And you get him mad\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLook, I\u2019m going to do it. You want to let me focus or go away and shut up?\u201d<\/p>\n Silence. Ryoka glanced up and saw Ceria giving her a hurt look, full of reproach. The barefoot girl\u2019s heart hurt, but she put the pain and guilt away. She had to focus.<\/p>\n Ryoka was angry. She felt it bubbling in her gut, a seething, roiling ball of pure fury. Where had it come from?<\/p>\n From the High Passes, that\u2019s where. From nearly dying and being helpless even with all the years she\u2019d studied martial arts. From Teriarch and his overpowering magic and arrogance. From the Runner\u2019s Guild and stupid people. From dealing with the ridiculous system of leveling in this world and not least\u2014dealing with some kind of perfect lady knight and a misogynistic Minotaur. It was all bubbling out of Ryoka, and she couldn\u2019t stop it. She wanted to hit<\/em> something, and Calruz was a big target.<\/p>\n Yvlon sighed.<\/p>\n \u201cIf you\u2019re going to do this\u2014give it all you\u2019ve got on the first shot.\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria spoke bitterly.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s going to take every hit just to show he can. It\u2019s a Minotaur thing\u2014a sign of disrespect. And\u2026courtship.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGreat.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka eyed Calruz. The Minotaur was finished eating. He carelessly tossed the plate over his shoulder. Ignoring the crash<\/em> of breaking pottery, he walked into the center of the ring and folded his arms, waiting for her to finish.<\/p>\n At last, the girl stood up. She was burning with a desire to fight, almost shaking with it. Ryoka couldn\u2019t keep still as she bounced on her feet with nervous energy.<\/p>\n Ceria eyed the girl as she walked past her. Ryoka stopped.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2014you\u2019re smiling.\u201d<\/p>\n Was she? Ryoka couldn\u2019t tell. She only knew that she was ready, more ready than she\u2019d ever been to hurt someone else. She was shaking with the desire to throw a punch. She walked towards Calruz, and the Minotaur impassively looked down at her.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat you are attempting is folly, Ryoka Griffin. There are some things that cannot be surpassed.\u201d<\/p>\n He really, really<\/em> knew how to push her buttons. Ryoka gritted her teeth and grinned up at him.<\/p>\n \u201cOh really? Let\u2019s see what you say in a few minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAs you wish.\u201d<\/p>\n Calruz carelessly raised one massive hand and beckoned Ryoka with a finger. The other adventurers murmured and cheered for Ryoka to hit him with her best shot. The Minotaur didn\u2019t even bother raising his other hand.<\/p>\n He was going to try to block her one-handed? But his fur and muscle could probably take any punch Ryoka could throw. She knew that. So instead, Ryoka stomped her foot down in front of Calruz and twisted.<\/em><\/p>\n One of the core principles of a lot of powerhouse moves was spinning. Ryoka put all her weight on her front leg, twisted, and hit the Minotaur with the back of her heel and all the momentum she\u2019d built up.<\/p>\n Spinning back kick. Ryoka aimed high. Her leg still caught the Minotaur in his stomach rather than his chest. She felt the contact and heard the Minotaur gasp as the wind left him. She\u2019d put her entire weight into that attack.<\/p>\n It was the kind of move you used to K.O. other people, and it was seldom used because of how hard it was to land. But Calruz was arrogant. He\u2019d let his guard down, and Ryoka had held nothing back.<\/p>\n The Minotaur\u2019s expression changed. He was obviously trying not to show any pain, but his hand reflexively went down to protect his stomach, and he bent just a tiny bit. Ryoka didn\u2019t wait. Even as her foot came down, she used it as an anchor and swung her other leg up.<\/p>\n Her leg came up, and she smashed into Calruz\u2019s face with a roundhouse kick. She didn\u2019t break his nose, but that was probably because the Minotaur didn\u2019t have a nice fleshy bit of cartilage like Humans.<\/p>\n This time, he bellowed, but Ryoka wasn\u2019t done. She landed and started laying into the Minotaur, punching hard.<\/p>\n He swiped at her with one hand. Ryoka ducked under it and belted him twice in the stomach. Calruz shouted as she hit the same spot she\u2019d kicked and shoved her with one arm.<\/p>\n Ryoka was thrown sideways, but she landed, jumped, and kicked the Minotaur in the chest. He staggered back, looking outraged. She pounded his chest.<\/p>\n Now he was really starting to get angry. Calruz punched at her far faster than she would have guessed he\u2019d be able to move, but Ryoka did the same thing she had to Yvlon. Her head and body were in constant motion as she ducked and weaved, letting the Minotaur swing wide.<\/p>\n Low kick. Ryoka hammered Calruz\u2019s legs with powerful kicks, wincing internally at the impact. The Minotaur had goat-like legs with cloven hooves, and it felt like she was kicking a baseball bat when she hit him.<\/p>\n He nearly got her with an uppercut. Ryoka grinned, turned, and kicked him straight on with a kick to the stomach again. She raised her hands, hit him twice in the stomach\u2014<\/p>\n And then he punched her.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n Ryoka jerked upright and felt multiple sets of hands pushing her down. Someone was on top of her. Someone light?<\/p>\n A pair of pointed ears and hazel hair. Ceria covered Ryoka protectively as she shouted at something. Something?<\/p>\n A loud roar<\/em> of fury made Ryoka sit up. She looked up and saw Calruz being held back by ten men as he tried to rush at her. The Minotaur\u2019s eyes were actually red with rage, and a trickle of blood was running from both nostrils.<\/p>\n What had happened? Ryoka tried to move, felt the agony coming out of her chest, and realized she\u2019d been hit. Hit.<\/p>\n She couldn\u2019t breathe. Hell, she could barely move. Calruz was shouting something, her ears were ringing, and Ceria was telling her to stay still. But Ryoka\u2019s blood was still on fire. She still wanted to fight.<\/em><\/p>\n She stood up.<\/p>\n \u201cHold it!\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria pushed Ryoka\u2019s shoulder to sit down, but the girl knocked her arm away. She raised her fists, but now Garia, Yvlon, and Ceria were all pulling her back.<\/p>\n A few feet away, Gerial was swearing and pulling at Calruz with all his might as the Minotaur roared a challenge at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cCalm down, Calruz! Hold still, dead gods damn it!\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria was talking desperately to Ryoka as the girl strained towards the Minotaur.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve made your point, Ryoka. No one\u2019s underestimating you. Let\u2019s stop before someone gets seriously hurt.\u201d<\/p>\n Her brain wasn\u2019t synching up with her mouth. Ryoka tried a few times.<\/p>\n \u201cNo. Let\u2019s keep going.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAre you crazy?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not done. Let Calruz go. I\u2019ll take him on.\u201d<\/p>\n The men holding the Minotaur gaped at Ryoka and then redoubled their efforts to hold the raging Minotaur.<\/p>\n \u201cEnough!\u201d<\/p>\n Another man strode forwards and stood between Ryoka and Calruz. He had a huge axe on his back, and he was nearly as burly as the Minotaur, if not quite so tall. He glared at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cGerial, get your captain under control. And you, girl, back down!\u201d<\/p>\n Gregor, one of the Silver-rank Captains, scowled as the men eventually managed to push Calruz back. The Minotaur was still breathing heavily, but his eyes were no longer red with fury.<\/p>\n \u201cThis was a ridiculous display. What are you both doing? The Adventurer\u2019s Guild is not a place for anything but training spars, much less unarmed foolishness.\u201d<\/p>\n He pointed at Ryoka.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re a hothead Runner, and challenging a Minotaur just proves how idiotic you are. No matter how good you are with your fists, it won\u2019t help you against monsters. You\u2019ve seen the ones in the High Passes. Swords and even battleaxes don\u2019t work on their hides.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka glared at him. His words were true, and they hurt.<\/p>\n \u201cI survived.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMust\u2019ve been a miracle, then. The way you act, I\u2019m surprised you haven\u2019t offed yourself already. You\u2019re either suicidal or an idiot. Even adventurers don\u2019t pull stunts like this.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t need an axe to do my job. And I don\u2019t need you to tell me what to do. Back off. I\u2019ll take on Calruz without you lot getting in the way.\u201d<\/p>\n Gregor opened and closed his mouth with wordless fury.<\/p>\n \u201cYou blind, arrogant<\/em>\u2014if Ceria hadn\u2019t jumped in the way, he would have crushed your head like a fruit. You can\u2019t take him. Back down.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka eyed Calruz. He was restraining himself\u2014with difficulty\u2014but she knew if the men stopped holding him he\u2019d rush right at her. And she felt like doing the same. Her blood was boiling.<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cI can still fight.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEven if you were Level 20, he\u2019d still be able to crush you like a bug! And you\u2019re no warrior. You don\u2019t have any fighting Skills that I saw\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t need Skills to fight.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut you don\u2019t even have<\/em> any levels.\u201d<\/p>\n Everyone stopped talking. Gregor paused, red-faced, ready to shout and stared at the person who had spoken. Yvlon smiled at Ryoka and nodded once politely.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t understand. And truthfully, I didn\u2019t believe my aunt when she told me that. But it is<\/em> true, isn\u2019t it? I couldn\u2019t believe it until just now, but it must be true. You don\u2019t have any levels or any classes at all, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka stared at her wordlessly. Anger surged in her belly. How dare she? How did she know?<\/p>\n \u201cNot one.\u201d<\/p>\n Cervial spoke from behind Ryoka. He was studying her. As she turned to stare at him, he tapped one eye.<\/p>\n \u201c[Appraisal]. It\u2019s a Skill that [Marksmen] get sometimes. I can\u2019t see your level or your class.\u201d<\/p>\n Even Calruz was dumbfounded by this revelation. The adventurers exchanged glances, and Ryoka heard the whispering.<\/p>\n \u201cNo levels?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cIs she some kind of demi-human\u2014no, a monster?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cWho wouldn\u2019t level? Is she a fool?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cCursed?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n Ryoka gritted her teeth.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t need levels to fight.\u201d<\/p>\n Gregor shook his head at her, disbelieving.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you, an idiot? How would you survive a second against a monster without levels?\u201d<\/p>\n The fury that was boiling in Ryoka seized hold of her tongue.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not about levels. Your stupid little system doesn\u2019t interest me. I don\u2019t believe in needing levels or classes. It\u2019s all stupid, and it makes you cowards. Silver-rank? Gold-rank? You just use those words because you don\u2019t have the guts to fight.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n The words came out of Ryoka before she could stop herself. She pointed at Gregor as the man\u2019s face turned red. But all of the adventurers were listening, and Ryoka couldn\u2019t stop.<\/p>\n \u201cI survived the High Passes without a single level. I did it because I wasn\u2019t afraid<\/em> and needed half a dozen people in armor to hold my hand. And if you lot had any guts, you wouldn\u2019t sit around whining about how a bunch of unexplored ruins are too dangerous.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou truly believe you can surpass the rest of us without needing to level don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n Yvlon stared hard at Ryoka, for once not smiling. Even Garia was staring at Ryoka as if seeing her for the first time. Ceria\u2026Ceria looked upset. Angry\u2014but she was staring at Ryoka as if she were just being let down.<\/p>\n Fuck you too. <\/em>They didn\u2019t know her. Ryoka was sick of everyone and everything here. She didn\u2019t answer Yvlon. She just wiped at the blood coming from her mouth. But that was an answer in itself.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat arrogance.\u201d<\/p>\n It came from out of the crowd. Ryoka turned, and this time, the blood in her veins was roaring. She was beyond caring about anything.<\/p>\n \u201cReally? Arrogance? All I see are people too afraid to do anything until they level up. People who have to hide in a group to cover how pitiful they are.\u201d<\/p>\n A murmur of hot anger went through the adventurers. Ryoka raised her fists.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll take you on one by one or all at once. Come on. Fight me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEnough!\u201d<\/p>\n This time, it was Ceria who shoved at Ryoka. The half-Elf was angry.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re talking nonsense. But I won\u2019t let you stand here and get yourself hurt. Stop this or I\u2019ll have to use magic\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n It was just an impulse. But once it was started, Ryoka couldn\u2019t stop. Her hand shot out and brushed Ceria\u2019s chin. The half-Elf blinked, staggered, and sat down.<\/p>\n Ryoka stared at the half-Elf, rage eclipsed by sudden regret. She hadn\u2019t meant to. She just wanted to get the mage to shut up for a second. But like before, like so many times before, her body had started moving before her brain.<\/p>\n A roar of anger came from Calruz. Suddenly, he was throwing off the other adventurers as they tried desperately to slow him down. He approached Ryoka, and she tensed.<\/p>\n But he didn\u2019t strike at her. Instead, Calruz scooped up Ceria gently. He stared down at her, practically steaming with rage.<\/p>\n \u201cYou tread on Ceria\u2019s honor. For that, I should challenge you to a duel with real weapons.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll take you on.\u201d<\/p>\n Something inside of Ryoka was snapping. She was full of fury and beyond caring what would happen next. Calruz seemed to vibrate at her challenge, but with incredible effort, he turned away.<\/p>\n \u201cYou are not worth the time it would take.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka\u2019s temper flared. She spoke to the Minotaur\u2019s back, hearing each word leave her lips as some part of her screamed at her not to say them.<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t think you were a coward, Calruz.\u201d<\/p>\n Gerial lunged. Not towards Ryoka, but with the rest of the Horns of Hammerad as they seized the Minotaur. Calruz\u2019s head turned, and his eyes darkened with blood and rage. But he didn\u2019t move with Ceria\u2019s limp form in his hands. His voice quivered with fury.<\/p>\n \u201cI was mistaken about you. You are no warrior. You are just a bully who wants something to hit.\u201d<\/p>\n He began to walk away. Ryoka shouted after him.<\/p>\n \u201cCalruz! Fight me! Come back here, you coward! Are you afraid?\u201d<\/p>\n The Minotaur\u2019s back tensed, but he kept walking. Gregor stared at Ryoka in fury, hand twitching towards his axe hilt.<\/p>\n \u201cEnough! I won\u2019t stand here and listen to this. If you want a fight, try your fists against my axe, girl.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBring it.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka raised her hands, but Yvlon stepped forwards.<\/p>\n \u201cEnough. Restrain yourself, Ryoka Griffin.\u201d<\/p>\n Something was snapping inside of Ryoka. It was the same feeling, the exact same. Part of her was shouting for her to put down her fists, to apologize. To get down on her hands and knees and bow before Ceria and Calruz. But like before, like so many times when she\u2019d been kicked out of school, she\u2019d crossed over the event horizon of fury.<\/p>\n She just wanted to punch. To hit something. And now that she\u2019d let out all the bile in her stomach, Ryoka only knew how to lash out. So she did.<\/p>\n Her fist blurred and disappeared as it shot towards Yvlon\u2019s face. But it was intercepted and crossed by a flash of silver.<\/p>\n Ryoka felt the punch lift her off her feet. She tried to step forwards, but her body suddenly forgot how to stand up. She sat down as her arms and legs simply shut down.<\/p>\n The world spun, and Ryoka saw Yvlon\u2019s face full of regret and frustration. Her head fell back\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014\u2014<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n And when Ryoka awoke, she was alone. Not physically alone, but alone nevertheless.<\/p>\n Dusk had engulfed the sky. The sparring area of the Adventurer\u2019s Guild was empty save for Ryoka and the half-Elf sitting on the ground next to her.<\/p>\n Ceria looked up as Ryoka sat up. The barefoot girl looked around, dizzy, and as Ryoka opened her mouth, Ceria tapped her wand on Ryoka\u2019s head.<\/p>\n \u201c[Silence].\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka was mute. The girl\u2019s mouth opened, but no words came out. Ceria looked at her and shook her head. She reached behind her and picked up Ryoka\u2019s pack and carefully put it next to the girl. Then Ceria sighed and stared up at the sky.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know what it must have been like, going through the High Passes. You didn\u2019t have more than scrapes on you, but Eater Goats, Gargoyles?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka\u2019s mouth was still moving in outrage, and she was getting angry\u2014but Ceria was speaking precisely, like a [Mage], and perhaps it was her magic, but a coolness had fallen over Ryoka. Her bubbling anger\u2026draining away. Growing cold, and with it, her guilt came flooding in, freezing in place. The half-Elf went on.<\/p>\n \u201cIt has to rattle you. Tree rot, getting my leg broken<\/em> would be enough to put me out of shape for a month. I get it. But\u2014there\u2019s no excuse for just lashing out. You know Hunt, our teammate? He gets raving drunk. Calruz has nearly kicked him out several times. Not because he\u2019s incompetent or a fool\u2014because he gets into fights when he\u2019s drunk. Even if he\u2019s drunk, it\u2019s not an excuse. You get me?\u201d<\/p>\n When she looked over next, Ryoka was silent. Listening\u2014and Ceria went on slowly.<\/p>\n \u201cYvlon Byres is a good adventurer. In the shadow of her brother, who\u2019s some famous [Knight] with a Gold-rank team. I\u2019ve never met him, but I know she comes across as snooty. Well, she\u2019s allowed to be. You\u2019re allowed to not like that and even give her a punch, maybe. But at what point is it not her fault?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n She rubbed at her chin, and Ryoka saw a faint bruise developing across that fair skin. Now, Ryoka\u2019s temper was completely gone, and she was staring at her lap. Ceria\u2019s voice was polite\u2014pointed\u2014and it was stabbing holes in Ryoka\u2019s side.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ve seen a lot of arrogance in my time. Mostly from Humans, but from every people, including my own. But someone who rejects the way the world works just because she doesn\u2019t like it\u2014that\u2019s new. It\u2019s been a while since I was hit by someone I call a friend as well.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at Ryoka. The girl couldn\u2019t meet her eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cIf you want to keep fighting everyone who reaches out to help you, I\u2019ll put a flower on your grave. But until then, get your stupid Human head back in order. You\u2019re lucky\u2014very lucky that Calruz is<\/em> honorable and that the other adventurers listened to Yvlon and Cervial, or you might have suffered quite a bit.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryoka was silent. She stared at the ground, face flushed. Memory only now returning. The haze of rage\u2014Ceria spoke sharply.<\/p>\n \u201cI get it, Ryoka. I do. But you\u2019re even more hotheaded than Calruz. And yes, some of that was his fault, but that was fairly disgraceful.\u201d<\/p>\n Ceria shook her head as Ryoka opened her mouth and tried to say something.<\/p>\n \u201cNo. Be silent. I am angry at you, Ryoka. And I am leaving until that anger is gone. The Horns of Hammerad and the other adventurers are heading to the ruins in Liscor. All of us. At least you stirred the crowd up\u2014Gregor and Menes are back with us. But that doesn\u2019t change what just happened.\u201d<\/p>\n The half-Elven mage stood up and brushed at her robes. She waved her wand, and Ryoka felt the spell on her dissipate.<\/p>\n \u201cMay we meet in new forests, Ryoka Griffin. If you want to talk\u2026find us in Liscor. But do any of that again and I\u2019ll<\/em> take you to task, not Calruz or Yvlon. And I don\u2019t punch.\u201d<\/p>\n Only then did the young woman realize some of the chill<\/em> in the air had been magic, not just the pit of ice in her stomach. The half-Elf pointed down, and the frost and ice anchoring Ryoka to the ground unfroze. She produced a flower of ice in one hand\u2014and then let it melt. Then she turned and walked away.<\/p>\n Silently, Ryoka watched Ceria go. A thousand words spun through her mind, and she opened her mouth to call something. To say\u2026sorry.<\/p>\n But something held her tongue. She held her own tongue and wrestled with it. The lingering desire to curse Ceria and kick her in the back. And why\u2014why? To the one person who\u2019d been kind to her?<\/em> It was there, a demon in the pit of her stomach.<\/p>\n When the doors to the Adventurer\u2019s Guild closed behind Ceria, it was in silence.<\/p>\n The girl sat in the center of the sparring arena and felt the bruises and pain begin to flare up in her body. She was still exhausted, still hurt. But somehow, all of that was a backdrop to the incredible, terrible emptiness in her heart.<\/p>\n She\u2019d done it. As before, now again. See\u2014a girl who destroys everything she touches. Who wanders from school to school, never fitting in, picking fights with friends and anyone who crosses her way.<\/p>\n A child with nothing to hit who decides to fight the world. A barefoot runner who speaks with her fists. A heart full of black fury and hurtful words who spreads her foulness wherever she goes.<\/p>\n Angry girl. Rabid dog. Berserker. Suicidally competitive. Friendless loner. Lost soul.<\/p>\n Ryoka Griffin.<\/p>\n She\u2019d lost friends before. She\u2019d made enemies, burned bridges. Wherever she\u2019d gone, from each school she\u2019d transferred to, she\u2019d left behind only bitter memories. Each time she\u2019d lost control, she\u2019d only left tears and regrets behind. She was used to erasing smiles.<\/p>\n But it had never hurt quite like this before.<\/p>\n Ryoka stood up and felt the silence closing in. The silence, and the empty despair that came with it. She looked at the ground and saw the blood of an honorable person. She looked behind her and knew there was no one at her back. A familiar, painful sight.<\/p>\n She could barely feel her hands. She was exhausted, upset, guilty, and angry. She didn\u2019t know what to do.<\/p>\n Slowly, Ryoka\u2019s feet moved. She took one step and then another. Ryoka picked her pack up off the ground and began to walk.<\/p>\n She left the Adventurer\u2019s Guild. She ignored the voices, the chances to turn back. She saw the decorated, pink carriage, ignored the [Maids] and [Assassins] that tried to block her way. She just ran on.<\/p>\n Away, away, always away. Until the dawn broke and the end of day. Running from fear and friends alike, striving to always run, always be in flight. And though her heart bled and ached, she ran on again.<\/p>\n Towards Liscor and the Blood Fields beyond without a plan. Towards death and the unknown. Running. Always running without pausing. Leaving bloody footprints made of her unshed tears and broken ties.<\/p>\n Running.<\/p>\n Running away. And oh\u2014but in the grief, in her self-destructive wake, her friends, if she had any, were waiting for her to return. But another group, a trio, followed Ryoka out of Esthelm, jogging onwards with no forgiveness or sympathy in their hearts.\u00a0<\/p>\n Persua let Ryoka disappear into the distance before urging Toriska and Claudeil to follow. Her gaze followed Ryoka without blinking, without hesitation. And it was so intent that she ignored Toriska licking her lips every few seconds as she stammered excuses and Claudeil\u2019s nervous breathing, despite them not having run yet. When they ran, they travelled light, with just a few objects in their packs and hanging at their sides.<\/p>\n Persua followed Ryoka, carrying the same depths the young woman was warring with in the pits of her own soul. Only hers had no remorse. 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