[Training] [open] a world full of violence

“Which one?” Wessex replies, once spotted, also moving forward to close the distance between them. She eases back into a cushy, agile stance, knees bent and weight towards the balls of her feet. Giving the sword still in her hand a quick twirl of her wrist, the Wraith eyes the hammer and its range (much farther, with telekinesis) for a moment before skipping quickly forward again. She tries for another feint: a controlled swing to the neck area before it’s pulled back and arcs back down towards the Warden’s outer thighs. The talons on her left hand are out, meant to catch and halt a weapon coming towards her, thereby hopefully avoiding giving up first blood. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm