The Flow of Blood, Pt 1
Eva and Szereth stood in his lab and pored over the Ra’ventrii armor as it hung suspended in midair. Hanging next to it was a highly translucent holographic readout of all of its statistics and settings.
Though Szereth was deep in the weeds and explaining every stat, Eva found herself unable to concentrate. Part of that was her trait, of course.
But most of it was because of Ledoss. More specifically, his words.
“I think I gotta stop dueling,” she said.
Szereth stopped in mid-explanation, turned to her with a quizzical look on his face, and opened his mouth to protest. But just as he was about to speak, he came to a realization.
Every fight she had with a Reborn had been tough, and it was only going to get tougher for her the higher she climbed.
“I’m glad,” he said, “if you think we need to stop, then we should stop.”