[Training] not lost in the dark

Anju

here I am again, bad news from a bad friend
they call me an omen - only here to torment

Nobody else speaks up, so Anju dismisses them all out of hand and out of mind. Following Deimos with precise steps as they arm themselves with blunted tools, the Dragoon takes her time examining his build and ensuring she does not form any preconceived notions about his abilities, no matter the deeply human desire to do so. If his name so preceded him, she would do well to assume he was of a far different caliber to herself. Even if she loses, it will be a learning experience. Luckily Anju is not a prideful woman, so the thought of it is far from daunting.

Instead, she takes his indication to heart, and circles slowly towards Deimos' left shoulder. Striking only when she feels steady and more certain of her surprise element, a cutting diagonal strike towards his hip instead of the nimbler joints that may have been otherwise tempting for a swift and victorious end.

wicked and hellbent
a damned soul just pretending