Siderius grabbed his belt and put on his sword.
He summoned the silver bracer and approached the door.
The knock echoed.
"Friend of foe?" Siderius said.
"It depends." A woman's voice echoed from the other side.
Siderius opened the door. In front of him was a woman in tight black leather clothing and a black crown that covered her eyes.
"You must be Lord Siderius Snow Satterblade." The woman said. "How did you even think of that name? It sounds even more royal than royalty."
"And you must be the Grove Burier?" Siderius said.
"You ask for my presence?" The woman said.
Siderius grinned from ear to ear. "It is impolite to not introduce yourself, Burier."
The woman bowed and lifted up her imagined dress. "Asphalt Firestone of Clan Firestone. At your service."
"Hmmm."
Siderius flipped the fire switch and pulled out his flaming sword.
Asphalt rotated her wrist then struck at Siderius' face. His sword went after but came at the same time at Asphalt's strike.
