Korrin has been ready for bears since the moment she entered the Hinterlands, of course. Rift-addled bears is as much a fact of life here as mabari or the Fereldan fear of spices. Clad in the dragon hide armor of which she's so proud, staff held aloft in one hand and spirit blade hilt in the other, the Vashoth woman grins that very familiar voice draws her attention.

"Fight, of course. What do you take me for?" Casting Barrier, she then blurs forward to get the bear's attention with her glowing spirit blade. It was time to show Lena what she could do as a Knight-Enchanter through real combat, not just swinging the blade around outside the tavern.