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Damn. [Faith laughs. It's a loud noise, somewhat off kilter.] Haven't felt this good in years.
[She throws a practice punch at the air, and then another, with blurring speed. Hitting a tree results in a resounding crack from its trunk, and she laughs again.]
Any of you dogs up for a fight? Feels like my whole body's on fire or something. [Another few practice punches, hopping a little about the tree. She wishes she had her sword with her.] Just wanna hit something 'til it bleeds.
[The first flicker of worry comes across her face at her words, though it's quickly buried though it's quickly buried beneath another laugh.]
[She throws a practice punch at the air, and then another, with blurring speed. Hitting a tree results in a resounding crack from its trunk, and she laughs again.]
Any of you dogs up for a fight? Feels like my whole body's on fire or something. [Another few practice punches, hopping a little about the tree. She wishes she had her sword with her.] Just wanna hit something 'til it bleeds.
[The first flicker of worry comes across her face at her words, though it's quickly buried though it's quickly buried beneath another laugh.]
