Lara matched Ella glare for glare. "I'm new to magic and the weakest in the class, and leave about half of them feeling utterly drained while almost all of them are making cosmetic enhancements. Physically I'm tiny and can't even last more than three rounds against one drugged up bitch my size. I'm going out with an ancient vampire who has a collection of enemies I don't even understand." Her voice rose almost to a shriek. "And now I'm being told off because I'm doing something to prevent part of my body failing if I get into trouble that's subtle enough that no one will notice it?"

She stalked across the room, circling. "What exactly do you think I should do? Stay safe by staying your dungeon on my knees asking what you want as my mistress? And never daring to go out?" She turned to glare at Ella, stalking towards her. "You'd get bored of that almost as fast as I would!"