"Put strength in your arms," Kelila said to Star as she circled her. Star was practicing swordsmanship with a wooden static dummy that Wednesday evening on the Tactics field. The field was littered with other students practicing the different tactic skills. Practice was pretty intense today as the MAs would begin tomorrow. Kelila's target was to harness Star's skills to intermediate level before they left the grounds.
Star stopped to catch her breath, her front dark curls were drenched in sweat and were sticking to her forehead. Star peeled the few strands of hair away and tucked them in with the rest she had rolled in a single bun.
"You're doing so well, Star." Kelila said as she watched Star squat and cover her face with her hands. After some time, Kelila felt she had rested enough. "
