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It is a pleasant conversation, certainly, but you decide to get down to business quickly, lest the other elves become impatient with their dainty fingers on the strings of their bows.

You tell her you wish you check something rather important, before the league begins...surely, something similar to what her opponent's sponsors were doing to their respective champions as well.

You ask if you can...properly inspect her, in a polite way.

Her brows furrow almost immediately, her face scrunching into an expression of defiance and disapproval, anger lighting up her gorgeous eyes like lightning in a storm at sea.

She steps up to you, close and personal, to the point that it seems like her huge chest was about to bounce against yours.

"What did you say? Say it again. Go on." She seethes, her anger growing and causing you to almost chicken out in fear of the feisty elven huntress.

But you say it again, almost barely, in a quiet tone.