System vs System
"Teaching me–?" Emilio raised an eyebrow.
"Ash-boy probably felt you could take his place in the fight against the Children of Chaos. That's why…he chose the path he followed. I'll see for myself. I prefer to get hands on. I'll evaluate what your current level is right now," Excelsior said, having a distinct sadness to her rough voice whenever speaking of Asher.
Before there could be any sort of agreement between them or a warning, he could sense a shift in the air pressure as the water around Excelsior's boots began to vibrate.
'Wait, is she…?' He recognized.
What enveloped the scarred woman was sleek, white armor that had black lines running along it, outfitted with antlers atop its helm and boots that morphed into a shape resembling the hooves of a horse.
"If you're weak, then maybe killing you would be the right play," Excelsior said, "If your life holds value to the Children of Chaos, at bare minimum, I can prevent them from getting their hands on you."