Caye drew her scimitar with a silent sigh, in awe that Olivia still wished to fight... part of her just wanted to give the Dragonslayer the win, so she would no longer be forced to endure such pain. It was something Caye wouldn't wish on anybody. But that would be disrespecting Olivia, and so Caye raised her scimitar in hanging right stance, before closing the distance between herself and Olivia. She circled to the Dragonslayer's left, her own right, waiting to lash out with her blade.