The only thing that Darren registered in the garble of language Larina spewed out was that he was a Vantha and something about killing men or man, either way it didn't help him understand what Larina was trying to say. Instead it actually did much to annoy the normally relaxed Vantha, his face drawn together giving the woman a frown as he tried to comprehend. He muttered in an annoyed tone as he looked to his belt and found his set of gauntlets before putting them on. Oh yes I, a mere Vantha, has the ability to kill someone he thought with an annoyed look on his face at the outsider's words, we only face supersized animals on a daily basis. Something that would probably make your style pale in comparison to the things we normally face. "Sure it is, I DO sorta know what I'm doing you know." he said softly in Vani, adjusting the grips tightly. In fact I know how to use it with all the power in my arms if I wanted he raged internally. Of course I wouldn't actually resort to using flux out here in the open without good reason to do so. Darren's expression lightened p as he heard her acceptance of a spar. He allowed himself a chuckle as he nodded in approval. "Oh don't act so meek, carry yourself as a fighter" he scolded. He left a happy expression on his face so that she would realize he wasn't serious about patronizing her as he took a step forward. "Of course..." he replied under his breathe. Annoyed he was the one usually throwing out the first attempt in spars he put much enthusiasm in his first strike. He arced his body back before starting the spar with a huge overhead swing that covered the great distance between the two. |