Smokes And Mirrors
"Say, witch…" Nudging Linkle on her sides, Regalia faked a snap of her razor teeth against her nose. But when she refused to budge or even flinch a little, the wolf-girl scoffed and turned her head to the front again. "Wanna bet how long it takes him to kill this asshole?"
"Hmm? Is that supposed to be a joke?" Watching Raven and Gunther clashing blades against each other before leaping away to get some distance for another attack, Linkle already knew something was off, and Regalia was betting on her not noticing it. "He's trying to gauge his strength."
Shrugging her shoulders, Regalia scoffed a sigh and accepted the fact that she'd just lost an opportunity to make some quick gold. However, with her interest in gambling coming to an end, she looked around at the pirate ships still pointing their canons at them.
"Should I drown them already?" She whispered with a yawn.