[ That's a little... strange. Alice doesn't comment on it, because it's already awkward enough. ]

There's another battle in Maupertius and word has it Reynard the Fox may appear there, but nothing is for certain. I'm not strong enough, I'm terrible with a sword and I only have my knife.

[ The level of Alice's insecurity spills out, as she continues on. She doesn't mean to, but she's kept it to herself for weeks. ]

I've seen my friends injured and others killed. And the most I can do is make paper cuts, nothing else. I've only survived by luck alone and by the vigilance of others. I should hold my own better and I can't.