I think my brain is rotting in places

Empousa craved a good spar, waiting patiently for someone to answer her challenge. She was rusty and wanted to brush up on her skills, hoping to improve her knowledge and meet another foe on the battlefield for a friendly spar. She found a spot, clear of rocks and other debris and let out a call for a challenger.

The battlefield was a busy place and she did not doubt that someone would be quick to find her and help her improve her battling techniques. In the meanwhile, she let out an overly dramatic stretch as she waited. Eyes and ears ready to spot any form approaching hers.

"Speach"