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Solia winced. "OKAY MAYBE NOT THAT BRAVE." Wheezing as he hit her back, she swung with her bow, hoping to take out a leg.. or just keep him a bit further away. She needed to fight less, shoot more.

HP: 30
DMG: 5

"YEAH WELL." He had a point, she did kind of say that. Hit em hard. Hit fast. Hit. At all. Feng was on the ball really and maybe, just maybe she was just a bit out of it because she'd been woken up in her jimmy jams PJs and not for news of drama or hook ups and break ups.

Feng had a point, as well as a way to use said point- his weapon. Sticking her with a pointy end he was doing his job.
"Fine, you win that." But she wasn't about to let him just win the battle. Nope. He had to earn his keep on this part after all.

"But I've still got some spunk and punch left in me! The fight's not over until the fat lady sings!"

Solia wasn't sure there was any fat lady on the Island who could sing anyway.

Bow brought up she took aim, and shot, the blue arrow of light flying towards the trainee with a small tweet from her bow's string.

HP: 26
DMG: 10 OH GOD

Oh Feng, she didn't mean to confuse you, you sweet awkward boy. She was more confusing herself. That and apparently shooting too hard and nearly taking you out mafia style. "Oh gosh!" Running over to him, concern covering her face, Solia touched his shoulder to pull him upright.

"I'm sorry. sorry, sorry!" She fished in a pocket before pulling out a soft handkerchief, offering it to him in case he was bleeding. "I didn't mean to hit you that hard oh god I'm sorry."

She sighed, Israfel unsummoned and her regretting coming out to whale on him in her PJs. "You did good though!" She pay his shoulder. "And hey you're not dead either- right? Everyone wins!"

Well, no blood, no missing limbs, she hadn't killed Feng. Good results. She'd been worried though, Israfel normally didn't hit that hard..or rather, she didn't mean to hit so hard. Her guilt got worse when he asked if he'd basically done good. How.. could he not have? To her Feng had done his best, and that was what mattered most.

"Duh." Was her first response. "You did great! You hit me hard, whaled right on my weak spots, took advantage of my movements- it was a good spar." She gave him a curious look. "Why do you ask?"