[That's one way to put it. Lightning steps into the room beside Koltira, blade still in hand and eyes narrowed as she takes a quick moment to survey the room. To count the numbers they're up against...it shouldn't be a problem.
Still, she holds her silence. There's nothing she could say that Koltira hasn't already said, and her opinion from earlier stands in her mind. She just stands, blade in hand and stance ready to launch her forward into the fray if need be, the look on her face promising a good whack or spell for anyone who attacks.
It's been too long a week for her. For all of them.]
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Still, she holds her silence. There's nothing she could say that Koltira hasn't already said, and her opinion from earlier stands in her mind. She just stands, blade in hand and stance ready to launch her forward into the fray if need be, the look on her face promising a good whack or spell for anyone who attacks.
It's been too long a week for her. For all of them.]