[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

The yelp he elicited from the lashing made her wince and snicker a bit. There was a lesson he wasn’t going to be soon to forget. Again though, he came at her, once again proving his grit in spite of his poor form. Poor compared to her anyways. Overall he was doing pretty well for not knowing what he was doing. Roana dodged his strike again and as he retreated she swung Krosis hard, the edge of the blade burying itself in the shield. With a strong tug it was freed, but would likely throw Are off balance.

”A shield isn’t just to hide behind, it is a weapon to bash your opponents and distract them.” she said, swinging Krosis in circles at her side. ”And tell me Are, my claymore has a much further reach than your axe. Where is the most advantageous place for you to fight me? Up close, or far away?” she asked, trying to see if he had any battle instinct at all as it pertained to strategy.

Your world is coming apart
Remain steadfast