[Training] The end is what you fear

Maea

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

Despite her intentions, seeing the woman stagger at the impact of her kick left a bad taste in her mouth. Perhaps she was overdoing it after all? Going too hard?
It wasn't a conscious decision to let Lyra land her punches. Maea simply hesitated, and before she realized her underarms rang with the impacts. Quick, fast, one-two - and she found herself grinning at Lyra. "Nice one!" Being hit back made it feel a lot less like bullying.

Feigning to the side as if she intended to keep turning them around, this time the shorter Ancient went the other way. Continuing with the kicks, this time she aimed her foot solidly at Lyra's chest, hoping to push her off balance. It nearly caused her to drop; her foot slipped precariously on the ground, a patch of algae or perhaps moss nearly costing Maea her footing altogether.

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