[@DriveEMOut][@Lady Athena]

Aya said, "Drink my blood, sword." A thorned vine wrapped around her arm and she winced a little. Then she jumped at Jean from her perch in the tree. Her sword clashed with his as she blocked his attack. At hearing his boast she grit her teeth, her fangs showing. "Of course, you always WERE one to brag about how strong you were. I'm just sorry I wasn't there for you more. Maybe this might have turned out differently if I had..."