Neasa watched in amazement as the two fought. The spear Conan had given her to hold transformed into a bow. She began to think that her reasoning was wrong, for the boy was more of a light foot than a hand-to-hand person. He'd have to prove himself fast before Conan kicked his winged butt out of the mountains and let the dragons have at him. She looked to Conan. "My king, If I may. I think I should spar this man, for your.....muscularity is giving him more of an advantage than you, for her can use your body in ways you can't." she suggested pointedly.
