Nox just stared at her. 'Merely level seventy? Is she serious?' His own level sixteen felt like a joke next to that. He was still trying to get his head around the number when he had to ask.
"So, you were just, what, hiding your power back there with that monster?" he asked. He remembered her looking pretty beat when he'd found her.
Serian looked at him, not offended, just kind of curious. "Why would you assume such a thing, Human Nox?"
He gestured vaguely with his fork. "Well, you looked like you were in trouble. I mean, I had to jump in and save you."
She took another tiny, precise bite of her chicken. "Did I appear to be losing, then?" she asked. She paused, considering. "I was merely… fatigued. The pursuit had been relentless, and I had not rested since the previous day's light."
