Translations:Codex: Tower of Trials/29/en

“Been a while since I had a proper man to test my mettle against,” she sneered, the two of them beginning to circle each other. In a fight such as this, “sizing up your opponent” took on a very different meaning. “Most of the deacons now are too weak to carry a proper weapon. But that strength will be your undoing, brute.” She smiled, cold, cruel, thrusting out her chest for his greedy eyes. “I know your type.”