[Training] The end is what you fear

Maea

Waking from the dream
Witnessing the smoke that's rolling in

Letting go of all thought save for what existens right in front of her, Maea responded to the first punch with reflexes dulled from lack of use. Though she could follow the motion with ease, she found her body reluctant to obey as she twisted aside. Having intended to block with one hand and retaliate with the other, instead she grunted as Lyra's fist glanced off a rib. Her armored dress absorbed most of the impact, but she still sidestepped to regain balance.

Since she was already stepping, Maea figured the might as well utilize the momentum. Leaning back she swung a leg out in a low kick, aiming for the inside of a knee; not too hard, though an impact would probably sting good.
Overall, it wasn't the best feeling. She'd been in better shape than this; she would have to do something about it as the season progressed.

The end is what you fear
The scent of embers lingers in the air