[Verdantis]
[Capital City]
Lyra found herself sighing in frustration for what seemed like the hundredth time as she walked beside Percival through the vast hallways of the main castle in the capital. "This is an immensely terrible idea, Percival."
The man in question merely gave a hum, "The best way to learn is in the heat of battle," he stated.
She gave him a questioning glance.
"Only this 'learning' experience involves multiple would-be casualties and the strongest Ancestor," she argued. Percival's careless smile did not change.
"Worry not, I entrusted the safety of the folk to Vulcan. None shall be harmed in Isabella's and Reynard's test," he smoothly replied. His words did not seem to ease Lyra's tension.
"Even so, I can't imagine them lasting more than two seconds in battle against Rhiannon," her frown deepened as she continued. "Even taking into account them working in tandem with Arcane Ascendance, the only way they would survive is if Rhiannon plays around."
