Bugger. Bugger, bugger and
more bugger. She
knew she should've hightailed it out of there when she had the chance, and now look what'd happened. This was Not Cool.
Turning towards the source of the voice, Vanadis tried to feign calm. It probably wasn't very convincing, but whatever, it was the thought that counted. "Uh, not exactly. In fact, why don't I just skedaddle and you can go on your, um, m-merry way?" Please, please,
please. She was so not ready for a battle, crud, especially not one against an actual Negaverse agent, not just a youma. Sure she'd taken a few self-defence classes while she was in Denmark but frankly, she'd sucked at each and every one of them. Her punches were awful, her kicks were too soft, she was an all-around bad fighter and no self-defence class had been able to change that. Sadly.
And despite the increased physical prowess of her senshi form, she was still pretty sure she'd end up failing miserably if she had to fight, well, just about
anyone. Heck, Vanadis thought, she'd probably get laid low by a civilian if a senshi/civvie fight ever broke out.