***Istoviir’s POV***
I was shocked she would suggest it. “I cannot.”
In one fluid movement, she sheathed her dagger as she stepped up to me, pulling me into her again as she whispered in my ear, “I've never met a fighter with more control than you, so why? Is it because I'm a woman?”
“No, absolutely not. I just...” I said quickly, but then she took a step back and swung her sword at me. My blade was out in an instant, and I blocked her easily. I looked at her with shock across my face, but she smirked and came at me again.
She was relentless, and smiled as she attacked me. I deflected her, but had to admit that she was actually quite a challenging adversary! She was obviously not holding back, or so I thought, until she pulled her dagger out again and continued her assault with both o
