[PQ] every fire fueled

He told them to look for weaknesses. Not knowing your opponent is a weakness and she used it to her advantage, as any other trained soldier would. Who is Deimos to qualify good attacks versus bad, to be the gatekeeper for what should happen during a spar when his instructions had been followed to the letter? How can you overcome your opponent? Fight them in the dark. But that wasn’t possible. So how can she ensure her opponent is impeded? By making them dizzy. Not being able to control its strength other than by proximity is simply a nasty little detail that should have worked in her favor. Daylight must be affecting her more than she realizes. He does, however, redirect her towards Kiada, and Wessex rises from her combative stance to look at the younger woman with her pair. A swift nod to the man given before she pulls her cloak hood up and saunters into the open area, gesturing for Kiada to come over. “Maybe they need a little demonstration.” she offers with a fanged, mischievous grin. Picking up the wooden practice sword, Wessex backs slowly towards the edges of sunlight and resumes a defensive position. When she’s ready, she makes a ‘come at me, bro’ motion, hoping Kiada might shift and actually fly at her. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm