Amala was a bit sore about the last duel she'd done, she had lost against Bast and it still had her kicking herself, though she did have a pretty gnarly scar on her face from it. Despite all that the female had grown on her and while she wouldn't consider her a friend, she was something else for sure. Rolling her shoulders for a moment she took a look around and figured she'd see if anyone needed a duel.
It wasn't long before Amaunet came into view and she dipped her head as she approached. She was one of the newest members, she joined around the same time Bast had and it seemed almost fitting that she was going to spar her as well, though perhaps it might go better? Moving towards her slowly she took a defensive stance across from her. "Let's see what you got."