Foe it is
On a normal day of sorts, if there was anyone moving with her that she ever got suspicious of, she either forced the truth out of them or simply beat them up crazy and left.
Yet, she had restrained herself through out all of it.. only for this mystery man to bring it all to light.
Just who, who was this man?
Friend or foe?
By now, the mister started a fire over loose pile of sticks by just a simple clap of his hands, the resulting being a fiery blast of yellow flames into the fire from his hands.
And by the fire, he had arranged four pieces of already barbequed meat on sticks beside the flames while he knelt on one knee.
"Uh... Just warming it up. Besides, I want to believe you would accept any offering from me being that you have been on the live for quite a while." He muttered, rubbing his she's together.
"H-how did..." Niniola stammered.