Isadora’s Challenge

"So, what do you guys think?" Benedict asked, grinning like he'd just witnessed two kids squabbling over a toy.

Kritt gave the scene a quick look, his tone as level as ever. "Too soon to tell."

"Isadora's gonna lose," Robin chimed in without skipping a beat.

Benedict raised a brow, clearly amused. "That sure of yourself?" He paused for effect before adding with a sly grin, "Or are you just salty because you've fought Lyra and lost every time?"

Kritt, not one to miss an opportunity, threw in his two cents. "Pretty sure you lost to Isadora in sparring too."

Robin didn't bother to deny it, but he wasn't about to give them the satisfaction of a reply either.

Just a few feet away, Isadora caught the tail end of their conversation. She spun on her heels, glaring daggers at Robin. "Oh, Robin! Clearly, I haven't whooped you enough if you think I'll lose this!"