[b]Dojo Courtyard A1[/b] Two figures were locked in a knife duel in the usually peaceful Courtyard. One of them was Inquisitor Ling Defaln wielding a simple Stilleto knife, while the other wielding a Karambit knife was obscured by it's sleek black armor and helmet. The other figure looked otherworldly to say the least with it's helmet having white lights burst from it. Ling ran forward with his stiletto, while the other figure ran forward as well and slid down to avoid Lings charge and slashed at his left leg. Ling delivered a swift kick to his assailants face with his right leg which honestly did nothing while it was on the ground. Attempting to stab his opponents neck the other figure kicked Ling in the groin, forcing him to shout in pain and drop the knife. Quickly doing a backwards crawl to get away the figure got up and brought its Karambit to Ling's neck. "I expected better of you...Ling." Said a feminine voice from the helmet. "[b]Who the hell are you!?[/b]" "You don't remember me Ling? That's a shame." She said to the Inquisitor as her helmet slid off her face, revealing none other than Ling's Sister, Chloanne Defaln. "You are more shit at a melee fight than I remember. I mean I could have killed you there." Ling was surprised to see his sister here, they haven't talked within a single year since the Bloodwrath. "[b]Why? You couldn't even have said hi like some sort of same person? I mean we haven't talked in like a fücking year and the first time I see you again you attack me with a knife.[/b]" "Because Ling, you need to be prepared for a surprise attack from anywhere. I mean this is basic combat." "[b]I guess you're right. Anyways to answer your question you never asked we're at some place called The Dojo, don't ask me why I'm here to be honest. I don't know how I got here anyways.[/b]" "That's...strange. Have you met anyone who can be of help?" "[b]No.[/b]" [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]