Panic on the streets of London

Eris shook her head briefly as he mentioned returning the favor. Nonsense. This was what friends did - they helped each other, they didn't seek compensation. Her favors would always be freely given. In order to correct the balance, there was no length she would not go to.

"Okay, I'll go ahead. Stay hidden, I'll try and distract her. I'm a powerful warrior, right?" She joked. Eris stuffed down her nerves into a deep, dark place. They wouldn't serve her any purpose. As she strode purposefully forward, tracking Valkyrie's stale scent, she finally channeled her Ademre training: her expression was blank, her eyes sharp and focused.

exit Eris