300 A Test Of Strength

Ember's gaze landed on Finn, his fairy-red hair mirrored his, his eyes narrowing with excitement, although he maintained a facade of calmness. As he spoke, Ember's hand unconsciously drummed against his thigh, a subtle sign of his anticipation.

Ember then asked, "What do you mean?" His body leaned slightly forward, conveying his interest in Finn's words.

Finn replied, "I simply mean I don't think the orcs are a match for you. You should take on an opponent who can be an actual challenge to you." He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, a nervous tic showing his confidence.

Ember then asked with a slightly intense tone, "Do you intend to challenge me?" His fists clenched at his sides, a reflexive response to the idea of confrontation.

Finn smiled and replied, "Perhaps." His shoulders relaxed, a small gesture of nonchalance.