Once Ezra finished informing Rav and Oberyn about the events of the night before, Rav shifted gears and readied them for the next step of their adventure.
"Bree should be around soon. I'll do a quick fly-around and see if I can spot her. You boys play nice and wait here, okay? I'll be bringing her back here, and she's a lady - so keep your clothes on."
"Of course, Master Rav."
"Stop calling him that," Ezra's eye twitched.
Rav waved them off and, instead of using the door like a normal person would, opened the window and leapt outside onto an awaiting cloud. He zoomed away as usual - before Ezra and Oberyn could even process what had happened.
"So, Magician-killer, hm?" Oberyn smiled. "Well - I guess you didn't kill her, but you defeated her. I would have loved to see it."
"I'll spar with you any time!" Ezra smirked, pushing Oberyn playfully.
Oberyn chuckled. "If only. My magic isn't very well suited for sparring…seems all I can do is destroy things."
