This is a state of grace
This is the worthwhile fight
This is the worthwhile fight
Lyra listened and smiled, her expression sincere. She had no idea where her first name had come from, but her last name had been randomly assigned by the orphanage where she was raised. How lovely for Maea to have a family from whom to receive such a pretty name!
Of her own training, Lyra had done the most with kickboxing, finding it to be a relaxing way to work out while also building some self-defense skills. ”Perfect!” she said to Maea, following the Ancient to the patch of flat ground upon which they could spar. Without knowing anything about the woman before her, she could at least surmise that they might be fairly evenly matched from physique alone. Lyra was a little taller, but not so much so that it would be an advantage.
When Maea indicated that she was ready, Lyra raised her arms into a guard position, protecting her face from any incoming attacks. She balanced lightly on the balls of her feet, centering herself for a moment before striking hard and fast with a right jab towards Maea’s stomach.
Of her own training, Lyra had done the most with kickboxing, finding it to be a relaxing way to work out while also building some self-defense skills. ”Perfect!” she said to Maea, following the Ancient to the patch of flat ground upon which they could spar. Without knowing anything about the woman before her, she could at least surmise that they might be fairly evenly matched from physique alone. Lyra was a little taller, but not so much so that it would be an advantage.
When Maea indicated that she was ready, Lyra raised her arms into a guard position, protecting her face from any incoming attacks. She balanced lightly on the balls of her feet, centering herself for a moment before striking hard and fast with a right jab towards Maea’s stomach.
Love is a ruthless game
Unless you play it good and right
Unless you play it good and right
Lyra
