we do talk about fight club

Lyra watched as Korona succeeded, a twinge of envy in her. She was certain if she were that big she would've succeeded too. She was deep in thought when Tarius came over to whisper in her ear. It would've been a great idea to others but to a defeated girl it didn't seem so great. Her ego was more sore than her body after getting sat on.

"Well, it seems fun sissy but I'm very tired. Maybe Kor is willing? She may be tired too", but she never knew her sister to be one to turn down a fight. Lyra gave her a look of apology. Right now she just wanted to observe and mull over what her mother told her. To be better it would take time, but right now wouldn't be it for her.


"Speech!"