Sin looked out over the busy city form the floor to ceiling picture window. Cup of caf in his hands warming the otherwise cold echani. The night before hand brought many surprises. One of which was another cultist. One of spark, and of arrogance. Though he did not intend for their encounter to come down to a sparing match, he had no doubt in his mind and his simplistic style would win over.
After her defeat, Sin decided to take his prize on a little train ride. It was a revealing experience for both of them. One he expected would change the young woman's life for ever. For the betterment of herself and more importantly, for him. Sin took another long sip of his caf, and then turned around from the city. Resting on a table now in front of him. Jez's snap saber. Something he felt was far beyond her skill level.
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