[@Fionraella]

Paisley basically stalked Sasha for quite a while. She gained on the leader quickly and stepped onto the riverbank. A smirk rested on her lips as she approached Sasha very nonchalantly, dagger in hand. She had successfully shortened the distance, "If I wanted you to be, you would be dead. But alas! I'm not that type of fighter." She shrugged, "You could say I like a fair fight."