shaking off the rust

Vanta eased off Flurry, a flicker of confusion crossing her features as she processed her opponent's words. The mention of 'Fatalis girls' caught her off guard - how did this stranger know of her lineage when they hadn't even exchanged names?

"That obvious, huh?" She supposed it was an inevitability, the Fatalis lineage was indeed widespread and... notorious, but Vanta had always preferred to be recognized for her own merits and not merely as a product of her bloodline. Moreso, she did not like being at an informational disadvantage. This stranger clearly knew who she was, but Vanta was left in the dark. Her tail flicked, betraying her unease.

"Perhaps it's time for us to drop the mystery." She suggested. Despite her confusion, Vanta's tone remained friendly, albeit tinged with a newfound caution. "I'm Vanta. And you are?"

"Speech"