The Ashen Fortress

[Miranda Frost]

"How does that sound..."

 Thinking to herself she'd turn her head, her eye's gaze directed at the knife that was used against her earlier. She'd walk over to Cinder's knife, a finger drooping down to wrap around its hilt. Grasping the small blade, her eyes scanned over it. It would seem the blade had chipped in multiple places along its edge, giving it a serrated appearance. The blade laying in her grasp felt nearly weightless, yet the edge was sharp. Perfect weapon for an assassin typed combatant as Cinder. However the sharpest blades wouldn't do much if the person the wielder is using it against will remain unaffected. However if more force was used and perhaps the blade was stronger, along with other factors, this situation would be different entirely. Miranda couldn't help but smile, her eye once again turning to the girl who had trouble connecting with her gaze. 

 Cinder Reminded Miranda of herself during her training years, working with her older brother to prepare themselves for the road again. He always was the strong counter to her skills at the time. He equaled her in strength but was faster and more skilled. Many spars resulted in her defeat without her once laying a finger on her older brother. As unfortunate as it was to always be at the precipice of defeating him, only to be knocked down a rung or two, it served to make her who she was. She turned back toward the demon, her arms crossing over her chest. Unlike Cinder, this demon was not someone she liked very well, at least as first impressions go. Those reasons were not enough of an award for her services. However, having a little more Omnilinium was a more than welcome award. There were many strong Primes out there, and if she were to reach their level of power, she'd have to step it up.

 "I guess I'm in, for now. Though... leaving now for a bounty seems a little boring.", she'd say, though she simply didn't have the energy at the moment to just go out and get these things don, but not only that though. She held in her coat pocket a roll of parchment dictating a certain bounty. On that slip of paper was her brother's name. If she's going to take another's life, especially her brother's. "I participated in the battle against Volvagia, an event that effects this place, considering you chose this position of all places. Wouldn't this be enough?"