"I best him in bed, why should I need to prove my ability to do the same in battle?" Sarah asks, showing a full smile. "Still...it's been some time, a rematch might well be in order," she murmurs.
Tanori raises one eyebrow, and glances over to Midnight. "Speaking of which, what the hell IS this legend?" she asks. "Well...eons ago, when the first kitsune came into being, they weren't anything like you're familiar with," Midniht tells his wife. "They were beings of spirit that wandered our world, and some of them were great enough to make even the mightiest gods wary. Some of these ancient kitsune mated with the mortals of those ages, and their descendants are the kitsune you are familiar with. Most of your kind retain very little of the innate magical power of their ancestors, but your ancestor is powerful enough that a spark of her energy resided within you. That, combined wityh the potion I sent with you, enabled her to slip into your body and unlike your powers," he explains.
Fenris leads Ayslyn back to the forge, and glances curiously at several runic patterns that have been laid out on cloth near the forge. "Strange..." he mutters.
Celene nods her head excitedly, still clinging to Lucille. "Yes, very excited," she responds. She looks down, and blushes again, then lets out a nervous giggle. "I'm sorry, I forget about clothes often...I just feel strange wearing them," sh ays.