Lira recovered her composure in two seconds.
She looked at the current she had launched without deciding.
She looked at Mara standing after two meters of retreat.
"That," Lira said, "doesn't count."
"Why not?"
"Because it wasn't mine. It was yours."
Mara looked at her.
Then she laughed.
"Alright." Mara repositioned. "Then give me back one of yours."
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[DraconicLegacy: "it wasn't mine. it was yours." — LIRA ADMITTED MARA MANIPULATED HER AND SAID IT OUT LOUD]
[Warwolf: ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ LIRA GOT HER COMPOSURE BACK!! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ THAT'S EIGHT HUNDRED YEARS!! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ]
[Per_Sundin: Mara laughed for real. Just like with Kai. Lira earned something from her that Mara didn't expect.]
[Kalgarth: Lira admitted she lost her head and turned it into a point in her favor. That's class. Although... (ง'̀-'́)ง MARA STILL HAS CONTROL!! (ง'̀-'́)ง]
[Drakeking: "give me back one of yours" — Mara is enjoying this more than any camp fight. (ง'̀-'́)ง]
