Juno looked rather battered, but Greg knew Dragonfolk had enormous health bars. An impact of that magnitude probably meant little to her, so he wasn't at all worried that she would be unable to have their next conversation.
"You've lain there long enough. Time to get up, isn't it?"
Greg walked over and held out his hand.
Juno took his hand and pulled herself up from the floor. She brushed the dust off her clothes, then rubbed her head, which was still a little dazed.
"Isn't your reaction speed a little ridiculous? I couldn't even touch you once."
Greg answered casually, "Can't help it. I've built up that much proficiency."
"Huh? Proficiency in what?" Juno tilted her head, a flicker of confusion crossing her golden eyes.
"No, nothing."
Greg cleared his throat and steered the conversation back on track.
"Now that I've beaten you, shouldn't you keep your promise? Act as my go-between and introduce me to Sarah, the Third Imperial Princess."
At that, Juno thumped her chest, producing a series of dull thuds.
"No problem! Leave it to me!"
She paused, then added, "But Sarah went back to the Imperial City today. She won't return until tomorrow morning. I'll introduce you then."
If he only had to wait out today, he still had enough time, so Greg nodded and agreed.
"All right. As long as you don't forget what you said today. Then I'll just-"
Greg had intended to dispel the Barrier and leave, but his movements paused when his gaze swept over the holes in Juno's clothes.
Their edges were blackened and curled, but through them he could catch glimpses of her fair skin and slender waist, gleaming healthily under the Training Room's lights.
After a moment of silence, he took off his coat, stepped closer, and draped