Deimos may have been gone, but the Shields still continued; Morgan had taken over as fill in General for the time being. It was a load of work she didn't need atop of her usual Warden duties, but she had been Captain once and knew how to train troops. With the Shields around her performing their drills against each other, she moved to the middle of the barracks and stretched, drawing her hammer.
There was a dummy to fight against, though it wasn't much challenge (obviously); none of the Shields seemed brave enough to face her as of yet.
Morgan looked up, over her shoulder around the room - sometimes there would be spectators, visitors wanting to prove themselves in one of the harshest regions that Caido had to offer. "Would anyone like to spar?"
There was a dummy to fight against, though it wasn't much challenge (obviously); none of the Shields seemed brave enough to face her as of yet.
Morgan looked up, over her shoulder around the room - sometimes there would be spectators, visitors wanting to prove themselves in one of the harshest regions that Caido had to offer. "Would anyone like to spar?"
MORGAN
Snakes are biting at my heels
The worries that refuse to let us go
The worries that refuse to let us go
