Shila wrote something else down. “Well, I’m sorry then for bringing that up. Just...my home was mostly full of cherry blossoms and a lot of good people...then those mercenaries pushed us out, and took our stuff to sell on the Black Market. Some of them...even children.” Was Shila’s Response, sighing. “As for dueling, just give a few moments to rest and I’ll fight you?” Was alps on the note.