[Training] The end is what you fear

This is a state of grace
This is the worthwhile fight

Lyra landed a glancing blow to the Ancient’s rib cage, silently rejoicing that she hadn’t completely lost her ability to fight in the length of time since she’d last sparred with anyone. But it was a short-lived celebration. Her jab was quick, but her opponent was quicker, and Maea swung a leg out towards Lyra’s knee.

The woman responded as well as she could, trying to take a step back to get out of the way, but she wasn’t fast enough. Maea’s blow connected, and Lyra let out a soft hiss. It wasn’t a terribly hard blow, but the placement meant that it had connected primarily with bone. Still, she was able to continue to put weight on it, so she shifted from a backward step into a forward step and aimed another punch at Maea’s rib cage.

Love is a ruthless game
Unless you play it good and right

Lyra