It was an odd invitation, but Pen sent it anyway. A man did not usually ask a woman to join him for a fight, but it is exactly what Pen Archer had done. The skilled assassin was still wanting to prove to the woman whom he had met on Ec Pand that he was quite capable as an assassin. She had called him sloppy, which had been an insult. Had she not been skilled in the force, and a pretty face, Pen would have simply killed her on the spot. Odd now that he actually found himself wanting to prove himself to her rather than just eliminate her.
He sat waiting for her, legs crossed, arms crossed. His back was against a wall so she could not approach from behind as she had before. No this time she would have to come face him head on. She was not the only one with the force. It was time to find out if she could hold her own against him.
"I know you're lurking in the shadows somewhere," he called out.
Was she really? Archer would have his answer soon enough.
He sat waiting for her, legs crossed, arms crossed. His back was against a wall so she could not approach from behind as she had before. No this time she would have to come face him head on. She was not the only one with the force. It was time to find out if she could hold her own against him.
"I know you're lurking in the shadows somewhere," he called out.
Was she really? Archer would have his answer soon enough.
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