[Training] when the sun goes down

Deimos's restraint was probably warranted among most people; very few could hope to match his strength and prowess in battle. Certainly Alys was not one of those individuals, seeing as how she knew hardly anything about the ins and outs of warfare. Still, she was eager to learn, if only for the sake of being able to defend herself. If she could handle her own battles, that meant that she would be less of a distraction to those she cared about, making both herself and her loved ones safer.

With her last punch still reverberating in her bones, Alys watched Deimos's grin with some trepidation. Not only a moving target, but one that would come after her? Of course you are, the Seer might have complained, but the dummy was moving towards her too quickly for words. Borne on air currents and aiming right for her, Alys stumbled back in momentary surprise before moving quickly to one side to jab at the dummy's exposed neck.

ALYS GLASSE