"I have to admit.." [i]The soft clanking of armor would be heard, as a looming shadow would be cast over the tent. Obsidian black armor was casted upon her being, while tangles of violet hair fell down the side of her face, her hair tied into a ponytail.[/i] "I like it." [i]Isabella said, looking through the books and the novels. It was.. truly interesting, seeing a woman take control of half a tent for a library.[/i] "I mean, it's not an armory or something.. but it is pretty badass."