Tryna sat on the coffee table, her legs folded in front of her, heels under her thighs, palms on her legs. She hadn’t said much since she popped into Rhychard’s apartment, and no one was really ready to hear what she had to say. No one that is except Pux. The little gnome stood in front of the ellyll, his hands on his hips as he stared right back at her.
Buttercup was still gone, and Kree was conveniently absent as well, leaving Famallumi, Renny, and Rhychard to deal with the stare-down in front of them. So far, it hadn’t been an exciting viewing pleasure. As soon as Tryna returned, surprised that Renny was alive and hadn’t crossed over, the showdown between her and Pux commenced. If Rhychard was honest, he never would have believed anyone would go toe-to-toe with the small faerie woman. She was a formidable opponent, whom Rhychard even hesitated to cross, and he had ample opportunities to be sure.