I stared at Argyra for a moment, her stance unchanging as she waited for my answer. I felt no malicious intent from her little wager.
"Very well. I accept."
Argyra pulled back and clapped to herself "Wonderful! Ok, don your armour."
"What? Why? Are we going to fight?" I asked, she shook her head.
"No, we are going to Pale. In our armour. The winning condition is to put me on my back and vice versa via takedowns. No Psionics or anything either, as I know about your Gyrokinesis."
"Hmm..." I hummed in contemplation as I put my armour on. I was good at Pankration with Valerica. But that was no-holds-barred. Basically a full on fight. Pale, or wrestling, was a bit different. Technique was more required.
I did have over a foot of height advantage against the Nymph, but she was also a Nymph, I couldn't be lax. They have been training for thousands of years.
