[Training] Log or shield, axe don't care.

ROANA

Glimpses of fate bring light to your despair
Realise hope isn't short of your grasp
Resurrect every dream that you've buried alive
And never succumb to the war that you fight

Roana grinned, watching him tumble backwards, his axe flying from his hand. ”Lesson two: Always keep hold of your weapon. Unless you’re a really confident grappler I suppose.” she said with a light laugh. Ronin would have laughed aloud at lesson two. He preferred fighting with just his fists. But for someone like Are, it was probably best if he kept ahold of any slight advantage he might have for now.

She was pleased when he righted himself and charged again. It seemed odd, how quiet he was, but it spoke to his work ethic and determination. He was focused on taking her out, as unlikely as it was. Again, she waited for him to get close, side-stepping at the last second to get out of the way. ”Lesson three: Don’t forget your back!” she said, removing Krosis from its sheath and swinging it at his back in one movement. Of course, she twisted her wrist so if it hit him, it would land on the broad, flat side of the blade, not the sharpened edges.

Your world is coming apart
Remain steadfast