An Arena fight... How close to the end I wonder?
Lucina smiled back at Eve before looking back out to the fight. She knew Lucas could win. She just hoped that it was going to be a reality.
Novus smiled, a hand resting on her hand in his lap and leaning his head on her slightly.
"Guess we'll have to." He said, though the fight outcome still hadn't been concluded.
Rald smiles towards Lucas, adjusting to a slightly more agressive stance. "Only one way to find out if she is right." He said, moving into just on close distance and striking at Lucas with an overhead slash down at his neck.